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in the direction of no
How can I lose that which I’ve never found?
Gone, but never lost, I’ve almost forgotten
I think maybe you were only in my mind, only inside
Remember the bit about flying?
Well, I was stuck to the ground then
Though I bet you wouldn’t recall such a thing
This patience, like paper running thin
I speak, only to answer myself in turn
Turnstiles are revolving like my mind dissolving
Leave it up to me this time
Time it up before I leave myself
It’s inside of my mind, but not what I find
Banana peel or orange rind?
Get off to the side, match maker to match me a make
Perhaps not a vanilla cake
For all the chandeliers I break
I believe I answered the question
Tell me how the outcome comes out but not before I spread this trout
In and then to the out direction
You’re so lost, I can’t find myself
You’re inside, but I can’t escape this grasp
Leave it in the hand, away to the land
We could be something, maybe human this time
The napkins are complimentary
