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I'm here, you see me. That just made my day. I'm going back, I hide and get away. Someone comes here to use. Someone comes here to find. Too many human stories I can't deny. I try to enjoy molasses, large Coffee to take away. Constantly on repeat like Groundhog Day. I find it all rather dire. Don't jump over my head. I'm laying low till I'm okay Instead. 'Cause I'm a container. I thought that my foolish heart would never Be in standby mode, And now it shows. How it breaks with every missed call. It slowly turns to dust. It's a pity 'cause I found the words. No shapes, no colors, But filters and disco balls. The lines are blurred, and I can't see at All. Someone comes here to lose. Someone comes here to hide. Too many human stories I can't deny. What my soul contains is a memory Of all the things that I have lost. The dreams are bloated, Overloaded. The moment I lost her, I blame it. The borders I have built, they phase out. I'm still Keeping her Relics. It hurts. She's gone, but I'm still here to find the Words.