Much.
I have felt this way before, you see
To each their own sings this melodyI love
You lust
I shall not trust
Your apathy, my certainty
Nor any other,
Unless I must.I scream
We carry tunes like poetryAnd dance like waves
Upon the sea
I follow you
You follow me
We lead each to a place unseen
I stroke the ground beneath our feet
You pause to wonder in your seatHow could this be,
What could this mean?
A future tale to tell as such
And so you touch
And so I touch.
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