It's funny how
I spent so long trying to quiet my mind
then I was silenced;
and I ached abruptly and intolerably
to feel again.
I spun worlds where I could understand such sentient creatures,
but it was just a failure to grasp the truth that
millions upon millions of artisans handmade
my feelings.
Because of you,
because I am absorbed in your thinking,
there is no more longing to understand
myself.
Though we are running out of drugs,
and conversations running dry,
I wouldn't take back one stupid decision
for 5 more years of life.
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