well this feelings shall last
from the myth of my future
to the brights of the past
lay down, collide with nature
felt too easy to love
but too hard to get out of it all
im in split ends
which road shall i take again
though i chose this path
them at the other end
would just look through me
im wind, only feel
but not to recognize
not to be loved with
not to to be cared
in degrees
incontrol of myself
loving thee
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