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  as we ferment into the world we wrap ourselves layer by layer pain is the price change is the reward if we resist, we sink when we do nothing, we only fever in place getting closer to yourself feels like moving away from others where you give your energy is where you wish to stay  it’s that simple you notice the change only when you’re closer to yourself than you’ve ever been before when you write your thoughts not to someone but into your notes when you spin monologues into the air, misty as a rainy day when you can’t find the cause of your feelings in anyone else you start to sense the threads  that unbelievable bond between you and your inner voice

  Emotions wandering through the city, Objects carrying the night, Backstage silences As if they all began at once, As if they all would stop together. Time has bent over them, Gently pulling its covers Across their quiet forms.