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When the passage of days sinks over me

and to say I’m bounded

Would only flatten the surface

and to say, my feet are ensnared in a trap

can Achilles help me fly?

You are secretly unaware as i watch your every sigh and entrance every single

mind.

Seek to mimic and unwind like water dripping from clasp palms,

a deserted friend we’ll never see again, and the moment you don’t recognize a

death approaching you.

I wonder where she goes

I wonder where i go