walking, jamming. i see you all the sudden walking in front of me. a little bit of the panic. i stop behind the tree, turn my music down, and breathe. breathe and breathe. that is the old and this is the new. vincit quae se vincit. begin on the path again. reach down into my throat and pull out my voice...begin to yell your name. you turn, smiling
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