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[quekas]

We stopped short.
Extremities of being young
and filled with something more.
While never fixing one step.
How we felt,
and all the lost sleep.
that make us wait.
that make our days longer.
I can't even look at myself anymore
to change it to be the same.
It's like the never ending we(a/e)k
I haven't the control anymore.
I don't know how to anymore.
Be the same.
I can't even look at myself.