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As I stroll through the woods Sun at my back Laying softly across my shoulders I think to myself how badly I wish Someone might understand me I glance down, acknowledging the autumn leaves in my path As they acknowledge me Their soft crunches Whispering secrets I understand them They inspire me Beautiful as they cling to life Even more graceful as they fall to their death I love this place I look around, soaking in the serene fall setting Who? Who are you? Have you been here this whole time? I'm talking to you Please answer me Why are you in this place with me? I guess it doesn’t matter You’re in my head now You can see my thoughts And I guess I am in yours. Do you understand me? Do you want to?
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
The thinking place
As I stroll through the woods Sun at my back Laying softly across my shoulders I think to myself how badly I wish Someone might understand me I glance down, acknowledging the autumn leaves in my path As they acknowledge me Their soft crunches Whispering secrets I understand them They inspire me Beautiful as they cling to life Even more graceful as they fall to their death I love this place I look around, soaking in the serene fall setting Who? Who are you? Have you been here this whole time? I'm talking to you Please answer me Why are you in this place with me? I guess it doesn’t matter You’re in my head now You can see my thoughts And I guess I am in yours. Do you understand me? Do you want to?
I'm letting you into my mind by reading this, you're letting me into yours.
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27/M/USA
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
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