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fruitless travel
i want to go to a place that doesn't exist.
i want to go to a place that will never come.
i want to go to a place that is nowhere.
Or maybe i don't want to go to a place.
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Summer Smiles
Summer always meant clear skies to me,
With a never-ending supply of sunshine,
And a night that would never arrive,
Where time is paused mid-afternoon,
And I'd bask under its rays lying on lush grass,
Loves
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Marionette Haiku
My marionette,
Dancing to another's tune,
I thought it was mine?
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10:55
It's 10:55
I'm losing my mind
I try to count sheep
But they just pass me by
I get up and sit
At my desk, bite my lip
What to write, how to feel
Maybe my humor conceals
Who I am truly
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somewhere in new zealand with a bowl of pasta
for a friend
i picture you some days – a utensil in one hand and your cheek
in the other, gazing somewhere in the distance as your
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Wanted
I wonder if I can't get over you
Because I can't get over being wanted
There was something special about being wanted
Knowing you'd talk for hours about me
And go out of your way to see
