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May 2012
Those who daydream excessively
who cannot escape their own mind
they are not real people
They are so many people
in one single body
that their thoughts require
much more attention
They escape to cemeteries
and rivers, to long car rides,
and sometimes only to
the backyard while
everybody talks in the kitchen
They can always be found
in seclusion, though
they’ll wish they
were not.
kaylee adamz
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