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No Knowledge

I don’t know where I’m going now,

Without a map,

Or destination drawn out,

Just flying randomly here and there,

Listening to songs everywhere.

I don’t know the purpose or the plan,

I don’t know why the heart beats so fast; damn,

I don’t even know if my poems are art,

Put out in the world to make me look smart.

I only know it’ll lead me somewhere,

This process I believe,

These moments I care,

For one day,

I’ll look back and smile,

At all the feelings I have memorized.


words for the day

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