When a wave comes we’re taught to either go under it or over it: dive headfirst or wait until the perfect moment to jump.
It’s hard to pinpoint where in the body you get lost If at this very moment you are renewing or recycling You feel little
The passage of time is something I think about a lot. How much time has to pass until you move on. How much time
My dreams are always so lifelike I wake up lost in a world I’m convinced is mine. The guy I met and went on
The “I” sits on the couch contemplating its existence. Matter encounters matter. What is the matter, with Matter? We hear that we are separate.

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