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so many times I’ve stood alone without friend or family family or friend although we’re all connected like blocks in a Jenga tower with fate’s choice pushing and pulling after the collapse we stand alone and rebuild so many dictates in the re-invention holing up for a while caught up in ‘musts’ instead of ‘cans’ ‘needs’ instead of ‘wants’ limited resources finding a new path instead of creating one the front door ajar ideas breezing in coolness a yellow porch light illuminating the climbing tendrils in my mind manifesting the cosmos with blue and red pizza boxes brown rice and beans tastes like chicken communication holds many keys but which one fits the lock? so many unexpected turns so many pieces in life’s puzzle but I’m good at solving puzzles every time I fall I long for preparation H to soothe my **** hurt but sometimes when you think you’re drowning you only need to stand up and remember that you’re good but that’s totally up to me as it should be although we’re all connected we stand alone we stand alone although we’re all connected so don’t leave me in my cave, baby hit me back to the moon if you have to hit me back to the moon
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Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
THE HERMIT GENE
so many times I’ve stood alone without friend or family family or friend although we’re all connected like blocks in a Jenga tower with fate’s choice pushing and pulling after the collapse we stand alone and rebuild so many dictates in the re-invention holing up for a while caught up in ‘musts’ instead of ‘cans’ ‘needs’ instead of ‘wants’ limited resources finding a new path instead of creating one the front door ajar ideas breezing in coolness a yellow porch light illuminating the climbing tendrils in my mind manifesting the cosmos with blue and red pizza boxes brown rice and beans tastes like chicken communication holds many keys but which one fits the lock? so many unexpected turns so many pieces in life’s puzzle but I’m good at solving puzzles every time I fall I long for preparation H to soothe my **** hurt but sometimes when you think you’re drowning you only need to stand up and remember that you’re good but that’s totally up to me as it should be although we’re all connected we stand alone we stand alone although we’re all connected so don’t leave me in my cave, baby hit me back to the moon if you have to hit me back to the moon
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del-maximo
Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
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