"The miles he runs around the world to escape, you run in your mind", she said.
My 'mind'.
And I still miss you.
Mile by mile, man by man.
you get so alone at times that it just makes sense
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Gordian knot
So much left unsaid That I still love you But saw no other way out No other way to keep the pain at bay To force the loss as a way to stand…
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all the freedom in one’s own possession
Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not…
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And I had put away / My labor and my leisure too / For His Civility
And so I whirl around and around, in this breathtaking, vertignious merry-go-round, until the reaper asks me for the last dance.
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