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Jul 21
The people who think that they could never think

The world that doesn't exist inside the mud who never minded

Say goodbye to the absence of misunderstanding

I listen to the voice that quietly shells

I was here

And so was anyone who ever read their own minds meaning

You could try to take something from me

But the joke would come all too soon

You were what I was taking from myself and what ever greatness we could ever be

Let's forget the pettiness and reach for the stars

Why wouldn't you reach where we've already been?

Why wouldn't you have forgotten what I said and reached for everything for all of us?

Why wouldn't you reach
For me?

For you?

For ever being that could ever be?

I'll see you again. Where everyone else knows knowing's hand.
Jace Albine
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Jace Albine  33/M/Mars
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