REVISION:the grass beneath my feet is soft and i feel like im living one massive cliche. i collapse to the ground and in a crumpled heap my eyes gaze up at the stars. confused at which glowing orbs belonged to the burning eyes of the heavens and which to the monotonous stares of the airplanes traversing the celestial, my tired eyes collapse as
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I haven't seen you around in a while.
Just read all of the above and saw the mood you added in there,
I have been the same way and could identify with what you describe.
And you express it very well.
:)
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