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Apr 2017
The swirl of lights that flash before my eyes
They don’t mean anything to me
Just a bunch of lights
Standing to break all of infinity

But what is infinity
Is it a sign
A new beginning
Somewhere to be
Or is it just a continuous strain of identity

Infinity
What is it
Thanks to dictionaries
It means something
But to me
It means nothing

Just another piece of history

Idenity
What is that
You may ask
The dictionaries know
But do I?
No…

Maybe it’s a new beginning
A sign

Or does it just belong to history
Written by
Sarah Mae  Missing California
(Missing California)   
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