I look at the stars, as my mind scatters. I then realized that I need to journal. So here I am.
They come, they go.
It's what one knows.
The fear of getting too close is there.
Never anything deep to share.
One strolls along as though they belong,
but an empty spirit, and saddened soul, is truly all that shows.
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