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Inner World I Didn't Know

Embedded in life were small moments. I owned these moments, unknowing anything, just living the dream.

Standing in a room filled with strange people who thought they knew me, and were sure what I would do next—because I was their puppet. All I wanted was for them to get up out of my space.

I was watching something about astronomy. Must have been PBS. No one else was paying attention.
It was a scientific documentary explaining space expansion.

I didn't know the language they were speaking, but I can imagine it must have been physics, speaking of parsecs.

I remember thinking that one day, I would really like to know what they're talking about.
Written by Pishashee
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This piece is about the feeling of being weird.  
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