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Apr 2020
i don't really know what to write
it's been a long time and i'm high
buckled in for this flight,
on a trip through the sky

i'm not sure where i'm going
don't really know why
i could say that i'm growing
but that might be a lie

and when i finally get there
i'm not sure what i'll find
i just need a new somewhere
or i'll start to rewind

mind keeps drifting away
bring it back bring it back
replays on replays
happiness that i lack?

it all keeps unfolding
with it so do you
this existence you're molding
what you once thought you knew

but you don't really know-
you know nothing at all
just give in to the flow
and realize you're small

it's hard to wait
like-- what do you do?
is it all up to fate?
don't know how to be you

but there's no how is there
you already are
so why do you care?
you've made it this far

your mind is the sky
say it again and again
sometimes you just gotta
clear it up now and then
written on the plane on my way to start my solo backpacking trip 05.03.2020
Written by
Lucy S Draper  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Holly D
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