introspection
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Where do I go? Where do I stay?
Time passes me by while I watch the clock tick on the wall. In the mountains; I imagined myself a few years back. In the mountains still–I see myself in the future. I used to be so drawn to the ocean when I was younger. I’d stare out to the…
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Take me to a place
Where no one knows my name but the girl who takes my checkone where I don’t speak the language, and they don’t speak mine but a bitI’d drink in lonely ramen shops and write stories of what wassee spirits in the night roaming empty corners, roads and pubsTake me far…
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The night is young and so am I;
as I sit in the middle of this space listening to songs in languages that aren’t my first. A show I watched yesterday told me something only I could hear. It said something along the lines of: I’m so fixed on this idea I have for my life, what I…