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I’m not here, I can’t steer, in the right direction, I can’t find my section. Where I belong, where I long to be, where is she. My heart flutters trips and falls, this hall is longer than I know, and I want to go. My eyes float, my body sinks, the clock ticks, I kick and pick and beat at the box of what I want, what I want to be told, what I want to know, but its stays closed tight, feel I’m on the tip of the edge behind me is what we call reality, and in front, below my toes. Is the divine, but when I step off my heart trips flutters and falls and I end up exactly where I began. My name is Stan, my name is Tod, my name is Joe, and I’m what everyone wants to know
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