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Businesswomanif i focus on numbers the passion it fades. focus on lines and the colors turn gray. how do i balance? i want back my vision! the surge of creative that grants me my wisdom. if i focus on dates, on filling a schedule: i don't smell the flowers or notice their yellow. i don't cry so easy, my shell becomes tougher. i react much quicker, i act like my mother. i think green. i think thin. i clench my fists YOU CAN'T COME IN. i don't want to feel. why do i choose artificial//real?
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BlueberriesHe asked me then / as we stared at the strawberries / lit in the fluorescent grocery store lighting
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BigotThe bigot who knows only his bedding / and parades around preaching its threading / the world is not right he ponders so fiercely
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Joyeux Noel Nicoholiday cheer a hallmark fantasy / warm and fuzzy / distant, imaginary
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LimboIn my dreams / I stumble / wake, to tell my trouble
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Alleyeach tree has a secret / I swear it is true / the way fountains runs red
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NervesWhat *are* these nerves? / Just *how* do they arise? / Where do they grow such hunger
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Goosebumpsonly in the minty air / silence whispering through my hair / I think I hear your name
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Finding Hopecolorless words fall from your mouth / like delicately placed-holders / the sound of silence is one that
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mediai stay hungry / so knowledge will feed me / but you stay full
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