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Where I Was

Over these years,

As I've tried closing off the distances,

And I've only went further,

From where I was.

In terms of places,

And people I met there,

But didn't really meet.

In terms of people,

And the places I went,

But didn't really come back from.

In terms of stories,

That I shared,

But didn't really live them.

Always rushing off,

Always running away,

Always waiting for the right timing,

Always wrong about it.

Over these years,

I've heard a lot of conversations,

And each one took me further,

From where I was.


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