wanting, desiring, dreams
vacant dubious experiments,
from the recess's of ones brain
impressive cognition, song
singing not for glory
but for the simplicity.
that we need them to stay
just the way they already are
vacant in the mist of never land
growing is ever lasting
the not wanting
the futile sincere river
crushing the image
fragile weeping on the side
fainting a though on diagrams
laugh around the corner
hoping that survival routs the way
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