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push pull

I look back at everything I destroyed, irretrievably
and then feel the mass of this current mess

I thought I'd given up this path
but maybe I needed to sleep

Some people talk of darkness
as if it's similar to what happens at night

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if I was a goldfish
     I wouldn't remember

if I was a traveller
     I'd pack

if I was a clock
     I'd go forward
          or back

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