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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