That one moment
Where my thoughts keep dragging my present to
The lingering static
The tingling sensation
The electricity
My heart soaring
My soul yearns for
My present is trying to forget
But to no avail
Keep moving one foot in front of the other
Till we meet again
In a future with no walls
seek after
truths
and peace
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Truths in the form of now.
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