Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Sevenling (I don't see)

I don't see where the quiet comes from
I don't know where the people go
I can't feel where the edges are

I can't hear where the voices come from
I can't see how the faces look
I can't feel when it's supposed to end


You always used to tell me



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