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Chatterbox


My mind is a chatterbox 

Talking away

I can’t hear myself for what it is 

a constant state 

walking through time 

Completely unaware of what I am 

The human suit cannot comprehend the extent of its existence 

Halt 

Shift 

Changed. 

Universal list of rarities that must have occurred 

For the impossible nature of me 

as I live and breathe here today 

Aware of you and you of me 

Unable to understand forever as much as our human brain so tries 

Bound to this body

So I spend my time wisely 

Quieting the chatter 

once you realize you can 

Your world is changed 

You see for the first time again 

you are reborn 

 

 

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