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Newness
I miss the new
I miss those firsts
Kisses, touches, tastes
I miss the ability to say
"Let me try, I've never had it"
Curse my curiosity
Today I feel numb to all
That I seem to know
Sunsets seem to be
The only things that seem new
Each and every time a different artist
I wish that food wasn't predictable
That people weren't either
I wish oh how I wish for it
I miss those firsts
Kisses, touches, tastes
I miss the ability to say
"Let me try, I've never had it"
Curse my curiosity
Today I feel numb to all
That I seem to know
Sunsets seem to be
The only things that seem new
Each and every time a different artist
I wish that food wasn't predictable
That people weren't either
I wish oh how I wish for it
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