Here I…

Here I...
go again, on a full blown tangent about how I feel, think, and percieve life.

I feel for the moon..all two of them. I feel for them twice.

I could easily leave and stay stranded on an island.

Because here my connections with people are as strong as hyphens.

Zip my eyes shut and bring me back to O-9

I'd tell my younger me that happiness slowly fades over time.

I'd muster up the courage to feel present

..but sometimes when I drift I get caught in the currents.

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