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Sep 2016
i had learned more from my eyes being closed
than from seeing. more from dreams and
imagining than life. More from books and poems
than from the streets.
A little more from my upbringing
than my bringing myself up.
More from love than lust.
More from life than
paying bills
and accumulating things.
I had the chances.
I accidentally deleted the original post with all the comments, dang.
wordvango
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