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I exist.

Updated: Jan 31

Why don’t you see beyond?



The green.





A lifetime of I’m right here, right there

Can you see me?

Ghostly

Translucent

Barely real, without a care


Oh, There .. you .. are


The whole meaning changes

when wrapped up in disgust


I’ve always been here

But, I was always me


Never an us







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Adulting !



all the stars
all the stars

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