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Jun 2012
time drifts through the slow ticks
of the small rifts of wave less
interest

formless and body less
float

we are life, inspired by endless knowledge

we are life, despite the constant ignorance and innocence

we are life, through everything we strive not to be
because we focus on that so much we can't see
the real goal we wanted to achieve
now we're deceived
they tell you what to believe
and then we feel relieved

to be ignorant

Find me here, where I dwell with no fear
I can hear the shed of your tear

but you can't see, I'm right in front of you
not because I'm invisible, you don't want to

they might say I'm an outcast and I'll die out soon
but this is my world just over the dune
the weather is always like June
here, on the other side of the moon
The Exception
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The Exception
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   Jordan H and ---
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