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Dec 2017
Where do you go
When you give your broken stare?
You ask it so casually
I answer to the best that I'm aware.
I go nowhere I respond.
Though that is not completely true.
We all know that I do not move
But somehow I travel everywhere too.
So here's what I would like to tell you
If you ever find me deep in thought
I go nowhere and everywhere all at once
And these constant trips are taking everything I've got.
tortilla
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