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Jul 2014
I find myself likening myself to smoke
Vapor, steam, mist, and fog
I am barely there before I'm gone
And from the worlds I dissipate
Gone from rooms I just now laid
Floating with currents unseen
I am in your thoughts while you dream
But in the background sheen
I am gone from your mind like firefly lights
I am the nothing existing at night
Betwixt the air and something more
As you walk on, ever adored
I am wisps at your eyes,
As tears fall through,
I exist, but in faint hue
Cloaking intangibly,
praying you won't move

Too fast
ponny jo
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ponny jo
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