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One Thousand and Three..


I don't want to sleep. I want to think. About the past present and future. I want to remember how to forget, but I never want to forget how to remember. I want to scream to the world without ever saying a word. I want to explore things I've seen Thousands of times. I want to find things I've only seen in my mind. I want to dream without closing my eyes. I want it all. All of one thing. A smile. On my face mind and heart. I never want to grow old. I want to stay young. Forever. Even if it's only in my heart. I want answers to questions that only I could answer. But if I could only have one. Just one. It'll be you. Who brings it all without knowing. Without carrying a damn thing. I want your everything. You. But I've never met you. Seen you. Kissed nor felt you. Don't know you. But will I ever? Ever completely know you? No. Can't really. I need to know myself before I know you. But the only way to find myself is to find you. So where does this circle start? Not knowing Is the beauty of it..
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