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Life goes below me
in shortcuts and hindsights.
Paul said it best when
describing
o bla di.

One minute
lost focus
a stanger standing outside of me.

Mind open
eyes closing
noises around are about to fade.

We all race to the peoples fate.
And your eyes will save my soul.

Locked in the moment
I wrote it, I stole it.
But you hesitated,
debated
why fate is.

I can’t
always
understand this
and presently
It’s not
something
you could
explain to me anyway.

We all race from the people’s fate.
But your eyes, will save my soul.

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