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Jul 2012
Eventually it will subside
it will all confide in space and time
it can be the secret that you tell
or the lie that you kept
I can’t see it
so who are you?
and where are you?
and why are you?
speaking slow
seeing so many things that
you’ll never know
I can tell that you want to see
I can see that you want to tell
all your pretty stories about it
about what
yeah
about that
spend the night
see what we can see
speak no loud noise
no slur
my blurring vision
fading away
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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