I process so
I can feel how much you’re here
And how much is left alone
I process so
I sigh and pity the road as I
Can sense how far you’d go
I process so
There are things you are about to say
That I already know
I process so
Quite aware and still unsure
The next time who’s gonna shake up my core.
-Al
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	Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline) Offline)
- Published: January 28th, 2025 22:52
- Category: Reflection
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