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The Vastnessshe's lost in her mind again
who would have thought that a place to be lost?
when it usually is her haven
her back, out of the way corner,
her blanket,
her friend.
Now its turned its back
divorced her of her fears, to look at a much greater fear,
The Vastness..
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The blinking streetlights
I basicaly write the thoughts that swim and play games in my mind.
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Things can be right under your nose an you never realize it..or maybe you do realize it but you choose not to acknowledge it. You crush it like a mean little child crushing a bug..and leaves the park with green insides on his shoe..
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