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ALL THESE BROKEN MACHINES
I am already gone from this aqua blue spinning orb
That revolves around a star.
You can always see me and I talk and see.
But I am not really here.
My heart only beats in a dream.
In these dreams the sky is always yellow with purple streaks
Of translucent light and language has no clever tricks
And I always see people who say the know me
And My soul but I dont remember them.
I am not really here....my heart does not belong here
Among all these broken machines.
By: Dane Osborne
2021
That revolves around a star.
You can always see me and I talk and see.
But I am not really here.
My heart only beats in a dream.
In these dreams the sky is always yellow with purple streaks
Of translucent light and language has no clever tricks
And I always see people who say the know me
And My soul but I dont remember them.
I am not really here....my heart does not belong here
Among all these broken machines.
By: Dane Osborne
2021
Published 3rd Feb 2022
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