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Hide and Seek
I know it isn't fair that you don't even know yet, what stands behind curtains of non porous net. And I know I should tell you this ever so scary truth, but you stay far away, and there's no phone booth. I call and call, but your phone doesn't connect, keeping things from you I definitely don't want to regret. This has become hide and seek what you and I now play, avoiding the inevitable just to intentionally delay. This game only got me to wonder, maybe it's really your turn today, and to this if I shouldnt just surrender. Cause you seem to have lost yourself, in all the other players, yourself gone amiss, in a pack of seeming stayers From my carefully chosen hiding place, for you as I look, not finding you leaves me unsurprisingly shook. What if the game is over and everyone's gone, and here I'd stoop hiding forgotten in the lawn Behind the white bench as I crouch and wait, what if you've left thinking it's too late? As the moon slowly comes out, I begin to feel lonely, abandoned by my own, wilfully. I try to sneak and see if you were still looking for me, only to find myself alone, while everyone else is nowhere to see. It'd hurt if I was still expecting to be found, but I wasnt, As I succumbed to sleep right there in the playground. I knew right there that You, for me, wouldn't come to look, you've forgotten me, and for that to sink in, all this while it took.
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