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god. everything ive written for a while is just off. who am i even writing too... if its not even helping anybody. im "cliched" or "obtuse" or some crap like that... did all the great writers reach nirvana ive been thinking about light alot lately. everything in a room reflects off eachother, and the hands on the clock on the wall reflect off the back of your head. light poors in from half shut blinds, and i can see you from a different plateau and for all of your insecurities and i can see you holding on to the physical. it's dissasociation. you are light. its like looking in a mirror and repeating your own name. |
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