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Falling.
They pass through but the room remains
I am that room
I am the floor I am the walls
They pass through but the room remains
I don’t bolt the door
The air is full but only when the sun shines
It can’t be that heavy all day
The air is full but wouldn’t I realise
If it was that heavy all day?
These are just thoughts
Floating in space
Am I just thoughts floating in space?
Am I an answer or more questions?
Am I a remnant in questionable taste?
I like focus and I like distraction
I like mornings and secret nights
I like laughter that brings the dawn in
I’m nostalgic for the heights
Of endless summer, endless days and breathless nights
I can feel them like I feel Christmas
Like a shudder that’s almost right
Falling in and falling out
Falling in and falling out
Thoughts floating in space
These pictures are not memories
They are paper put in frames
Memories are not photographs
They are fragments that don’t fade
Of a room on a sunny day
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