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May 2013
It seems obvious
But never to us
The long hallway disappears
Flickering lights and disappointment
Take hold
It’s everything that our voices chose not to
Throw at each other
Lives slump over days waving
Demanding for something to get in the way
Those trivial every-wheres that
Never came back as long as
We can remember the there of now and the
Forever gone
Written by
Moe  M/earth
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