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Where

I’m lost. I’m always lost.
I find myself running but to no where in particular.
I’m talking but not to someone I’d like for me to hear.
I kiss someone but it’s not for me my dear.
I’m not sure what it is about me maybe it’s a fear I hear.
moving closer now standing by a pier.
when when I found seclusion? sometime in the future.

(14)

#LostWhere

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