have i become absent love? am i the dull grey painted brick wall that i once ran into? have i lost touch with the forestry i grew away from?
for i no longer feel such a passion for my surroundings while my hope for things to come is curled up stuck inside the town well. i guess i must know why but only to fix the problem at hand. for the short time cure is the long term problem.
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