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Nov 2010
Whats up? Life, and all that comes with it
Whats up is a pain that brings me down
Whats up is the  opposite of me this time
Its where I ought to be, but down is the where that im now more around
Whats up is whats high, a mile high, but thats not where I am
A transition from up to down but still on the highest point I stand
Standing but changing position always and not knowing how
But the how isnt the why and why is something I know from head to toe
Which is why my head hangs so low in the sight of a new place to go

But a new journey brings me high for a reacquaintance with the sky
That I had been too low to see from my subsurface window
For a time too long for just me to know
A time thats a distance from the last places called home and
The homes that the loves of my soul call their own
So leaving the distance behind sends whats down to whats up
Its that charming moment where a realization wakes up
And through eyes not my own I see but dont see
The once original past that made whats up whats me
Written by
Logan Goethe
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