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And sometimes you just have to breath

Mind space, flat, and it will find you

All along it had you

See only those who wish

When air is reduced, When we come closer together

And who are they now

They is I and who is all

So take your time

Who and What and Where am I

To have a thought as such

Where I can be my own

My own can be my home

Away from home, Where I run

And only I will run

We and I will walk your way

If your way is our way

Then turn to truth you will, I will

I was

Why did I start this mayhem municipal..

I can always pretend what I can’t explain

My face has no face in front

And I don’t just want to know..

I just don’t want to know

Who and What and Where am I

To have a thought as such

Where I can be my own

My own can be my home

Away from home, Where I run

And only I will run

And yet the turn is around..

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Apology found when choosing too often, pick too high, but there is no shield aside that will keep them gone for good.  And don’t I know it.  They want what they see and how ever can it appear subtle, when extremities linger so high.  And I can see right through this.  Don’t fail now or all effort lost.  The picture is seen and alive but what a large step for mankind.  Larger step for mine.  Don’t hate for what you see, it is all too complicated.  If I could only explain.  I wouldn’t.

To bring this presence, to give and own, would be exactly that.  And it’s alright.  Mine always stays where I left, awaiting return of stale receipts.  I got plenty.  This won’t give you what you wanted but maybe the way will become your want.  And all is fine. I find my self along the wide bridge and I will forever stand alone with my own.  I wish it was yesterday, tomorrow; I can pretend again and it all makes sense.  My lie is living me.  But I am not afraid.  I never am because I never can.  Tell me what is real for you and I will try to care more then I usually wouldn’t.  My self is my worry and I have none.  Who am I and what have I done to my world with my feelings, my thoughts.  What a question; A question I knew all along, the answer I choose to forget.

Please look at me and see I can only pity for so long until I might have to bring it back to you.  Again and it wont be the last encounter.  We will meet again.  I will know your name; I will never know your face.  Can not bear to recall, too fresh from the last to surpass the identity that is what I knew I would never know, anyway.  What is grown is done, I can see it, it is never far from sight.  I will try and find it, where the connection suits and I don’t need to be in that place again.  That place knows me too well, where the air tells me I am just like you.  And I know I am not, will not be like you.

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Time Says

When it comes, You and We, We know it’s here

And there again

It’s gone

Don’t need to wait too long, for breath is so short

You know they will come again, Though we won’t prepare

But then again

Let’s take the bus to the town, the common Stop, Where I can catch a ride to the Next

Many are often found, Few want to be

When the time is lost, Well I guess it’s gone

Time covers tracks for most

And some can never find their way

This once told them and us which will Stop and which won’t Go

And don’t I know?

A Lot More Things It Don’t/Wont Know

Time heals, Scars peel, And there it is again

Hey, And don’t you know?

Didn’t I tell you they were coming back for more?

After all,

What is it good for, If not good for coming back?

Just another trip and you will be done

Whatever you came to do

Like you know

Anyways

One is the number we will not fear

Because we know what to expect

We can only surprise ourselves,

But what’s the surprise?

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