Presence-19
Presence
When I reminisce
My hippocampus feels as if it’s been kissed
But dredging for when
Sigh I’m so far from zen
Lusting to know
What’s behind that door
Freeing my soul
Will be next years goal
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“How was your day”
He felt dismayed
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