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i cant articulate it so i have to write it
im seeing who i am, and im seeing myself everywhere
i am the face of the clock
dreams are repetitive and they won't let me let go
prayed for rain and it came
but not loud enough
it is the season for and of love
love of green and pink
a love like old poems
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