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dare i say i miss the stage

i do not know what i love more

and maybe my writing about it means that i really am thinking about

but no i’m not

but how can you not wish to live in their footsteps

the light

when it hits you

in that moment


are a concoction

of every definition of you and a complete something else

i don’t know

and i don’t really care

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