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hello

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my name is unannounced

but i come hearing a sweet beat for you

and it flows like

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Jell-O

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specifically the green kind

but that’s too far off topic to matter

to us so

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mellow

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by sitting in an armchair

imagining the world to come

though it looks so

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shallow

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you'll be pleasantly surprised

to find the glass can never be too full

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even though we settle too soon

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love it for three weeks

and then rename it

to forget how

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hollow

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it really is inside

but the puppy’s made of painted glass

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of life i’ve wondered

what we want

while it certainly is challenging

there must be more than what it seems

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lets examine

our lives when we were kids

we find bruises scrapes and cuts

and your goldfish Tim

he likes to swim in circles cause the world's too big

but he only swims clockwise cause he’s missing a fin

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now he

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speeds up

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grows legs

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takes form

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and he

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gets lost

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plays God

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gets born

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but he loses sight of clarity

and succumbs to the apathy

of time in all its brevity

at every opportunity to

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return

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to the Jell-O whose convictions seem far less firm

as they softly fall on flowers wearing    f r e s h   s n o w

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goodbye

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i’ll be missing you for years to come

on lets go fishing we might catch us something *******’

about

why don’t we just pretend everything is fine

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why don’t

we just take a number

get in line

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why don’t

we search for truth inside our blackest lies

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how else

to lend true purpose to these fading lives

As if we were peregrines,
we played like Ancients, lover

Cadence and rhythm pattern like sheet music on a sine wave.
Music rhymes as my fingers stretched to walk your drum.

We were interrupted, caught and held
In the hands of masters and teachers
Still I reached for you, only to find a kata, then a lay.