Written from a Storm

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Sometimes I wish I wasn't like humans

Constantly changing and aching
Never in a stable state.

Always moving foward
But never looking left or right before

Never black and white
Constantly being seen through


Some times I wish I was like the humans.

Breathing and living
Walking and seeing

Trusting and bleeding

Hearing and pleading
Taking and keeping
Feeling and peaking

Sometimes I wish I was more like me



But I don't know who that is.

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