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lindentrees
lindentreesI come from the Linden trees
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some sloppy poetry because not everything has to be perfect all the time.

Drifting

by lindentrees

wasting time seconds ticking by barely even conscious of the world spinning around us and I never seem to get out of my own head.

Brains firing signals chemicals spreading outwards neurons sparking after thoughts, nothing is easier than just breathing and being.

I'm chasing coat tails, everyone is always walking in front of me I am

always slow and at the back always lagging, sometimes turning back because whats wrong with looking at the water front or the plants growing in the concrete's cracks?

I'll get there eventually.

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