we’re free, we’re free, we’re dancing into tomorrow
we’re free, we’re dancing into tomorrow
we’re dancing into tomorrow
into tomorrow
tomorrow
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we’re free
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giving up happens gradually
giving up happens gradually,
like days go by and you think they’ll slow down
so you can catch a ride,
but you’ll just be passed by
with no where to go but where you’re going,
wherever you’ve been avoiding, like
you had a ticket to paradise but the
flight was yesterday
and you never bothered to pack,
so now you’re trying to
retrace your steps like
they’ll lead somewhere else.
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I have this tick
I have this tick
where I
check what i’ve bought and
check for more to buy,
like my lonely times can be filled with consumption
like
my
minutes
need to
be spending
the money we
earn for
us.
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it’s normal
there were days when I thought
i’d be alone from then on,
with nothing but these thoughts
that have somehow become
used to the love you have for me.
like it’s ok, like it’s normal
to be your one and only,
like it
isn’t
pushing through all those years
when I tried to get a peak of sunlight
while sitting in a corner,
boarded up and dusty.
but now you’ve given me
a reason to wear shades,
to share the rays of day-
light, like i’m walking in the air
and ready to fly when you smile
or dive when we cry or
rise when you believe in me.
like i’m walking in the air
and ready to fly when you smile
or dive when we cry or
rise when
you
believe in me.
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you step
you step
on
my
ankles,
walk on
my calves,
lean on my shoulders
and I wish you could always.I miss you and your radiance,
your warmth,
your little hands
grabbing mine to
show you have all the strength
I know you have but want you to always show anyway.
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a slide for all the little raindrops
can’t remember the first or last time I felt the rain,
but somehow remember that feeling of being
wrapped in it, being told i’m part of this life and
a slide for all the little raindrops, riding on my arms to
fall and play in the puddles like I wish I could take the time to do.I miss living life at 2x speed but slowing down to watch the sea crash outside our front door, then rushing to clear leaves from damming our rivers
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pure bliss
we find
pure bliss to be
tain-ted by a lack of
corruption—
to be ignorance
of the suffering
we inflict and
have been
inflicted with—
to be a careless
waste of time
we could be
in pain.but we’re just jealous
that some can smile
while we scowl,
that some can seem so weightless
while we shuffle our feet,
that some can have an abundance of warmth
while we feel an absence of.
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the recipe
we build our lives through window shopping, finding a pleasant, or exciting, or contradictory way or place or time in which we should live and call our own. But, we just window shop. We walk or sit and scan the reflective windows, void of warmth of pages and turn them back on us. We consume so that others can live unburdened. we throw out our excesses, so the piles of refuse can become some future fuel, whether to change or remain glutinous.
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I smell you,
I smell you,
as I stand and lean over the counter.
I smell what is your presence left
in and on these bottles lined with her hair.