thoughts on the subject
it’s something lost in translation
something for you to find..
something left at the station
to turn back
and retrace your footsteps
look back from the window
to remind you
that what you were missing was below
the furnace in where
you were keeping your memories
where I was keeping my narrowing
thoughts on the subject
and still you saw nothing
heard nothing from no one
til none left was none heard
and I’m left without one
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