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i knew nothing would sound like you sounded that time was unravelling moments before you spoke ill-willed of heart and of minding my own mind, not to say anything that all this is forged, forgotten. eye shut the one i had left, after all of this no no longer one left right here, none left behind me nothing not to say nothing all of this, no not nothing, not to say anything ahead of myself but nothing behind, yes, that nothing, that nothing is right and left. speak of time speaking of time is to not pass the past only now gone now behind nothing but- silence. slowly, slowly now slower and then less like trudging through mud more crawling less walking until there. stop- here, stop here where there is here, where there is, nothing here but there is nothing. home now dark there it is dark, there is only ahead behind there is not, only dark ahead of nothing ahead. less crawling more lying down, down until no more up, just down, no longer down now up rising up light above here there no longer behind, ahead, before no longer behind only ahead of behind, before now no longer only ahead, behind no longer, only ahead above, no longer, no, not, no longer ahead only, behind no longer behind only, not, no, only no longer to say no, no longer only no longer behind ahead but above now less quicker not slower then until up, up away from there behind there ahead here now above now until there is only now only not now only, no only now, now no longer only now, now no longer only.
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
Traveling Light
i knew nothing would sound like you sounded that time was unravelling moments before you spoke ill-willed of heart and of minding my own mind, not to say anything that all this is forged, forgotten. eye shut the one i had left, after all of this no no longer one left right here, none left behind me nothing not to say nothing all of this, no not nothing, not to say anything ahead of myself but nothing behind, yes, that nothing, that nothing is right and left. speak of time speaking of time is to not pass the past only now gone now behind nothing but- silence. slowly, slowly now slower and then less like trudging through mud more crawling less walking until there. stop- here, stop here where there is here, where there is, nothing here but there is nothing. home now dark there it is dark, there is only ahead behind there is not, only dark ahead of nothing ahead. less crawling more lying down, down until no more up, just down, no longer down now up rising up light above here there no longer behind, ahead, before no longer behind only ahead of behind, before now no longer only ahead, behind no longer, only ahead above, no longer, no, not, no longer ahead only, behind no longer behind only, not, no, only no longer to say no, no longer only no longer behind ahead but above now less quicker not slower then until up, up away from there behind there ahead here now above now until there is only now only not now only, no only now, now no longer only now, now no longer only.
to speak of isolation.
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
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