Quick, I'm Lost
Don't stop me when I run
Because I only go backwards from the start.
A thick hum of life throbs through us
But we don't see it, because we would burn.
A rippling thought echoes and thrives
Leading me down and back up.
Don't look in my eyes
Because you'll see that I don't live
But merely exist.





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