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I already seen the past
Now I just wanna know the question
What the fuck am I to be learning
If "that's" the lesson?
Who tracks the quest then?
When I lack suggestions?
Tired of standing backwards
Guessing
So safe in my puddle
All the answers reflecting
The rain she come cleanse me
But she keeps me...
The best thing?
The world rushes past
I do my dance
Do I lessen?
Shush, that’s depressing
Even fools do half a spin
that’s just destined
So I make what’s mine?
That’s not a question
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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