i always seem to
just miss the call of the deep:
you brown-eyed unfinished poem
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i’ve come to understand what you meant
when you said you didn’t want to know me too well.
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your voice in my heart
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put aside that faraway remote control by your side
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because you just can’t
spell us versus them without
the united states
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Spoken word is NOT poetry.