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Tyler Johnson Aug 2014
I'm not in love with what I know,
but am with what I don't and the fact that I can't know.
Not in love with what I see,
but what warms my heart is what I haven't, and long to see.
I'm in love with the mystery I can't solve, and the mere fact it exists.
I'm not in love with what I hear,
but what I haven't and won't ever hear.
Call it pursuit, call it an endless road. I don't know.
And that's what I do love.
Everyone's mystery lies deep in their souls
Tyler Johnson Aug 2014
At the park alone with nature's song
At the bar alone with endless chats,
and theories of where we belong.
Alone at the library with Harry, Hermione and Ron.
I go to bed at night alone,
with my conscience and all it bestows.
I wake and drive to work alone,
with Tracy, Bob and the 'Stones.
Alone on my bike in the city,
with the wind at my back, and make no pity,
It's never alone, really

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