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do you feel me
it's whiplash on the regular, as something crosses my eye line
then sudden stop, reeling and covered in dust
I'm unable to identify or explain it
crash, I am so, so sorry
on those breezy days, be alert for the snap
yet I feel I also open doors to other planes
but oh my, some of them hold such a beautiful me
slam/I am ejected into abject fear
surely unnecessary, I glided through a day not long ago
all saw it, didn't you
interacted with that me
if only there was something to hold me there
in 'too good to be true' sanguine positivity
where my skin tingles like I'm made of magic
no, I do not want to find myself behind the wheel right before/bang
an aspirated composite of memories, getting in your lungs
you can feel me, I am/was but I am no longer
does that explain it
I'm all for the happy days
simply catching the breeze to rise up then fall
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