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Nov 2011
i am for the remain of my intellectual thought
It is for i to discover
It is for me to play
Sitting on the bus
Drenched in thought
It is the ultimate isolation
And observation
That ignites my inner flame
Consumed by the moment
To not feel fear
But to feel comfort
In understanding a world which surrounds me
This is reality
To see the world as it is
Countless faces as i
i feel lucky and proud
i see the potential in them
i see the potential in me
It is we
Awkward and large
Confused
Misguided
The complexities of our egos
Are pressing against the walls
Jumping from consciousness to consciousness.

The guy next to me is nervous
And engaged in his phone
i engage in his life
And what i imagine it to be
i will never know his face
i will never care.
Lucy
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