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Feb 2019
In a blue corner,
What everyone said melts into the local shadow.
The fineness of reality turns literal, and
Infected with human science,
Everything abstracts,
Emotion settles to a gloomy pond in the middle of nowhere

I'll be fine.
I'll carry this to my death
And do my best
To control my body's unraveling if that is how I die.
I'll try to conduct myself the way that I want
And find a reason to smile.

I was the ingredients for a great success
Even if I never found the way to put it all together
I feel like somebody knew
Let's see what happens with the rest
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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