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racing thoughts of unconsciousness—
racing, racing, racing.
heading out to the balcony,
a place outside yet inside,
a place exposed yet safe.
i wish to see the world again
the way i did three years ago
and go back when i finally am
ready.
set.
go.
the scent of the afternoon took me here,
back to the places beautifully stuck
in my head.
the afternoon scent brought me back,
to times "i loved this so."
the afternoon scent lingers
after what's taken from us
still also remains.
the afternoon scent brought me back,
how 'bout you?
ready?
set?
go.
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YOU ARE READING
the places i've been to inside
Poetryt h e p l a c e s i ' v e b e e n t o i n s i d e ╰ a compilation of poems ╰ ongoing i am still on my journey. i do not know where this heads to, but it's all inside.
