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There a little spot in the earth

I like to call my own

where i learned to forget what I once loved and forgot what I once held dear

When my sight can not extend past this disastor it's best to forget.

When I'm tired and I can't follow through with the promises I made because I can't bend that way

It's simplest to just forget

It's so easy to forget

To forget every belief
slowly
but surely
To forget any former conviction or expectation

Wash it out

All shall turn white

as a blank canvas we are waiting on

or the

words you wrote upon my mouth

and the song you thought you heard

calling your name

A blanket upon the earth

and star upon my shoulder

from what we were
is what we are
to there we return

Extradionarily bound by what we are


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