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And for whatever reason

I wish that I had two minds

Opposite signs

Parallel lines, wide point and fine

I hate admitting when you’re right

And I want you in plain sight

Isn’t it odd?

We think a lot alike tonight

And everyone asks if I’m leaving, no sir

I get around but I don’t get closer

Is it because I’m 23

Not 24?

And in a way I don’t mind

Watching it get unkind

Stand where it shines

I can inspire myself just fine

I’m in the sweetest way misled

Growing my hair in bed

Coffee or beer

These are a year’s component thread

And everything is in terms of next time

Twenty-five thousand more miles to the dateline

Is it because I’m 24

Not 25?