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It's up, the signal's distorted
I'm losing touch aborted
All that's a broken reciever
The note you sent was to the reader

The echo's back, my own voice
A subtle plea lets you I'm breathing
I'm an introvert no walls around me
Need oxygen, and now I am

my ear to the ground, and watched every movement
With objective eyes, I know every
The mystery is why you're
and It's too much, this I'm feeling

And I all of my time
Painting this
On a canvas in my
Inspiration is

It's coming back I relocated the
I re-read the note and lost all
It's a thing, what I found left there
What I've pined, has no to be here

And I waste all of my
Painting picture
On a canvas in my
is fleeting