Kept it coming
faster than a freight
train, I’m gunning
Moving through
this liquid air
shifting with the ambience
here, I dare
Kept reminding
damning winds
rewinding my future
backward to recollect
when I had chosen
to disconnect with
this vital piece
of this jigsaw
The rhythm finds
me, I’m not good at
hiding what used to be
true, that I never truly knew
What has this all been for?




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