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catching
catching up with a second wind
the weirdness having watched over like angels
no one what they seem..
strangers..
dream people..
aliens..
sky crawlers..
not what they claim to be..
just like people..
what the fuck are either of us..
Ggod not in the mirror or the sky..
but at the center of existence..
center of the chest/head..
nail-bomb/savior..
no one, nothing, none..
lost..
scarred..
confused..
thrown mixed messages from every direction..
"It isn't your fault"
"there's nothing to fear"
fuck off..
the weirdness having watched over like angels
no one what they seem..
strangers..
dream people..
aliens..
sky crawlers..
not what they claim to be..
just like people..
what the fuck are either of us..
Ggod not in the mirror or the sky..
but at the center of existence..
center of the chest/head..
nail-bomb/savior..
no one, nothing, none..
lost..
scarred..
confused..
thrown mixed messages from every direction..
"It isn't your fault"
"there's nothing to fear"
fuck off..
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