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I might

I might recall a feeling

Of disaster,

This conversation is boring and

I don’t have what you’re after

You’re forcing my smile to ache my face

It’s unbelievable

Like the coin on the wrong side

Flip it again to stay the luck

It’s overwhelming

Scheduled stories and words to end the gory

A sanitary safe word

Heard words, a strange thing

Bring home the new ring

It’s all a waking dream

I don’t care anymore

I’m awake and aware

Sailing towards shore