I walked up to a group of strangers,
Somehow I knew exactly what they were thinking.
Hopped on the train of thought,
Reached my stop, hopped off
Like God, is it touch that I’m missing?
Since birth, I never rehearsed
Spur of the moment connecting
No Wi-Fi is necessary, to hear each word.
It’s heart to heart conversations until I meet dirt.
We’re...
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