Don’t mind me, I’m just passing through with nowhere to go. Oh no, I can feel you behind me, in front of; you’re all around me. All around. Where are you? Are you here on this desolate Earth? Where am I? Am I lost in search for self worth? I need a translation, I cannot recognize or begin to understand. Eyes see sounds, ears hear the light that’s dimly lit upon your deafening hand. Who are you? Are you what makes me significant? Who am I? Am I? But I’m not of innocence. That’s when he sinks his teeth into me. Gravity is pulling me down by the knees; locked in fear, and by a brace. Focusing on the trees, I kick and scream, reaching for space. Who are you? Are you? You are. Who am I? Am I? I am.
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