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Aug 2014
A tired dog trots through
a gas station parking lot
panting for water
but no one can spare
any, or even care

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

And dried blood washes off your hands
but it's okay 'cause you've got plans
for a better world
plans for your better world

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

Prisms of plastic make--
nothing; rainbows are fake
I'm stuck in my head, my fear
I might just take
the next exit out of here

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

Motivated to be peaceful by
an illegal state of mind
if the world was safe
I'd be doing my time

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

I don't think it's possible for us
to grow into a foresty place
but I've been wrong before.
No one wins in the human race

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
*Such a harmless thing to do
Raina Grace
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