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A veil to cover your face
As we enter into a ceremony;
A marriage of a new life.
A symbol of protection.
Do you remember when we use to see the sun
As the color it was intended to be?
Yellow days are over
Blue skies dried up
The moon, a ripe tomato.
I vow, six feet away
And forget the sense of touch.
Touchless
Touchless
Touchless
Touch
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Internet Cowboy
02:09
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There is light,
Even at the ending.
Something you can’t hold,
But you can feel.
Your touch
Is like a symbol.
The language of light
A token of what is real.
Your love
Is so simple.
Like a river that runs
While I’m standing still.
And every cowboy
Needs a cowgirl.
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To take a pause
To remember to just be
To remember how to look around
To remember the power of wonder
To remember that living in the moment is both birth and death of past and future
True silence
The easiest and hardest time to stay sober
To let loose
To tidy up
To take the day off
To build a routine
To create
To reflect
To connect
Transformation is intimate
Transformation is personal
Isolation, solitude, clarity
The importance of positive thought
And the celebration of simpler things
Everything stops and everything keeps going
To reach out
To stay in
To enjoy boredom
To crave purpose
To breath
To remember you breath
To love just breathing
Inhale , exhale
Inhale, exhale
To live with yourself
To build a new relationship with yourself
To think more about yourself
To be patient with yourself
Feeling worthy of someone else
Unconditional issues you’ve never addressed
Are you scared?
Or just not sure?
Because maybe probably means no.
And I won’t cry forever
Just in the morning before I leave
Purple light in the darkness
When I roll over and there’s no one next to me
To take care of myself
Be aware of my mental health
Clarifying light and the fullness of being alive
And I won’t cry forever
Just in the morning before I leave
Purple light in the darkness
When I roll over and there’s no one next to me
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Make It Seem True
03:42
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Tell me you don't love me
Like you once did.
Tell me you don't want me
You want her instead.
Tell me you don't want me
And make it seem true
So maybe then, I’ll stop loving you.
So maybe then, I’ll stop loving you.
Hold her cheeks
Between your palms.
Pull her in close
Till your lips almost touch.
Tell me you don't love me
And make it seem true
So maybe then, I’ll stop loving you.
So maybe then, I’ll stop loving you.
So maybe then, I’ll stop loving you.
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Waking from a Dream
01:14
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A life full of self reflection
A never ending progression.
Do you ever feel alone and content in solitude at the same time?
Like a waking from a dream
Like the opening of the eye
To be alive.
A collection of thoughts
Of comments you liked and some you don't.
A photograph of your dog
A collection of sounds
Of tones you liked and recordings you don't
Like that voicemail you wish you’d never sent
Another photograph of your dog
To take a dip in the lake
To be surrounded by water
To be reminded of summer every year
An exertion that is both yours and everybody elses.
Invisible mountains and low water levels
A perfect circular stone
Tears on my cheeks and the lines on my palms
A sound comes out of my mouth that sounds familiar
It's my own voice
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Windows
04:04
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Life is open doors
But it feels more like windows
Repetitive circles
One thing ends and one continues
Take me back
Then watch me go
It’s like I’m slipping through your fingers
Like something you can’t hold
Life is open text
But it feels more like silence
Wondering what’s next
Always looking for a balance
Take me back
Then watch me go
It’s like I’m slipping through your fingers
Like something you can’t hold
Time is just a clock
But it feels like a pattern
Never sure of what I want
Or if it really matters
Take me back
Then watch me go
It’s like I’m slipping through your fingers
Like something you can’t hold
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Quarantine
01:27
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Real Silence
02:36
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A Whisper Sent High
02:03
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I wade my feet
And tilt my head back
Cosmos heavy with familiarity
The waning moon rising
And the fading light
Silence wont fix me but a soft hum
A whisper sent high
Dear god, dear god
Like she’s to direct me on some predetermined path
I drink the holy water
And wonder what it would be like to swim in it
Without sinking
Set sail and submit to immortality
I sink
I sink
I wade my feet
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