Carly
this is not about you
but you think it is.
this is not how you recall it
but this is how it was.
I'm outside, observing,
recording all my vision.
outside there is no other.
there is only me,
wind and woodsmoke.
but you think it is.
this is not how you recall it
but this is how it was.
I'm outside, observing,
recording all my vision.
outside there is no other.
there is only me,
wind and woodsmoke.
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