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NEW YORK
I wanted to be there so it could swallow me. The sea of people, everyone headed in a different direction but with purpose. No one was looking at me still I was seen. Some stay sheltered in their little worlds, with the kurig machine in the kitchen, polluting landfills. So cerebral. In a parallel world we had chosen each other but here on this earth we couldn’t meet in a field of reason or understanding. Feel the creeping pressure of an upcoming holiday. I don’t have to play the game of pretending to belong. People say “no judgement” so often they certainly do not see how as a group, they judge. If spirit is in charge, why so much ego, so much materialism? It is a contradiction. I want to go back to that big city where no one notices me but I am seen. With a purpose.
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hats off
A cute little elvish chapeau
I would be the girl in the red hat you can’t miss her
There she is
Life goes on time to whittle it down
To one, two, let’s say three good hats
I’m sort of on the fence about it
Once I went through a phase where I wore a hat all the time
What’s under the hat people would say
Sometimes even pulling it off my head to see what was under it
I guess I felt weird about my hair
I was growing it out
People don’t wear hats like they used to
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Molecule Lottery
I want to say something about it
I want to show him the dancing molecules
Instead I go mute and remember what it takes
For a girl to have no face
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(via how's my hair do I have anything in my teeth - newf boat | Meme Generator)
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