"What Makes a Man"
lobb152
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With his back to the wind he remembers the echoes of you. Something stirred his soul that time simply cannot undue. And this was never meant to be seen up close. One must look off far from within the ghost. Don’t mind the content that has been thrown upon the floor. Keep your focus upward with the stars. With your fingers trace the invisible lines. Soon the framework of context will come to mind. And remember it’s never too late; he is still sleeping trying to dream that he’s awake.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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