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Outlines of maps where we breathe
We won't let ourselves forget.
Two steps to the left
maybe one chance more
and if all I need is a badge in the shape of a star
telling the world I passed a test that said I was capable of saving the world.
How many years did it take for all the streamers to be torn from bicycle handles? You can walk into someone’s room and touch every single thing, you can probably make a sound judgment on their most prized possessions by the crease in that book they could never put down,the quotes scribbled on their dry erase board, the fact that the most faded and worn t-shirt still hangs in their closet; like it has some priceless value attached to it,or what sorts of things line the white walls of their bedroom.
Maybe I’m too young to understand the value of this world. Maybe I’m too old to still believe in innocence.
This is an invitation for someone to invite me, or tag along on some trip to discover everything and nothing in one breath, or consecutive breaths. Because I’m so tired of planning my next move, and I want to live just a week or two for this one small thrill-the thrill of nothing planned.
We won't let ourselves forget.
Two steps to the left
maybe one chance more
and if all I need is a badge in the shape of a star
telling the world I passed a test that said I was capable of saving the world.
How many years did it take for all the streamers to be torn from bicycle handles? You can walk into someone’s room and touch every single thing, you can probably make a sound judgment on their most prized possessions by the crease in that book they could never put down,the quotes scribbled on their dry erase board, the fact that the most faded and worn t-shirt still hangs in their closet; like it has some priceless value attached to it,or what sorts of things line the white walls of their bedroom.
Maybe I’m too young to understand the value of this world. Maybe I’m too old to still believe in innocence.
This is an invitation for someone to invite me, or tag along on some trip to discover everything and nothing in one breath, or consecutive breaths. Because I’m so tired of planning my next move, and I want to live just a week or two for this one small thrill-the thrill of nothing planned.