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May 2016
Tell me, darling

Whose name I've been chasing

After all these years I still don't know

who I am, and want to be

Are you the one for me?

The one of many; millions

upon millions of seeds

Only one had a chance

and some would say

that's luck;

How fortunate I am to be stuck

on this planet with no real

destiny; drifting like a ghost

through an empty building

I once called home,

is my perfect idea

of fate.
Alexander Coy
Written by
Alexander Coy  Austin
(Austin)   
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