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With a half eaten apple
I begin each day.
A slice of dismay on my lips
A look of displeasure in my eyes.
A planet of oceans I have become
With no land, no island
A constant pour that rises in me
The water is brimming, with nowhere to overflow.
In dreams, I see people
So many people.
It is an ocean of faces I have forgotten
Time is forgotten.
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~insight07
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