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Feb 2022
It's more than just
live or die,
you know.

There is an ocean of grey area-
quick sand.

A place where I don't want to stick around
I don't want to disappear completely.

So I just float down the highway-
half there
and half not-
underwhelmed with the possibility of
my future flushed,
and overwhelmed
with the monotonous
trudging on
that I'm so well versed in.

Thing is

I don't want to jump,
but I just wish I could slip into the Atlantic
for a bit
to try it on-
like a wig,
or an evening gown,
absolutely priceless for a day.
Written by
Aurora  F/NH
   Rob Rutledge and Owen
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