We
bulky
atoms and void
who pine
eternally
who take
care
and
stock
hungry
to affirm
the
whole
We
squishy
water pockets
riders
at a
million miles an hour
hanging
out
vulnerable
with
wild eyes
thrown
into
spinning
stories
stitched
with bruise
and
other lessons
I
wouldn't change a thing
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