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these are the moments that matter most.
lord, let me never stop. this i pray,
give me deserted stretches of highway,
ominous rainclouds and stories to tell.
these ghosts are in my body. my blood.
my breath. my heartbeat. this is the
rhythym of myself--my machine.
forgive me when i take these things
for granted.
(i know not what i do)