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to the stars

i'm not lost only looking
saddened by this world, human existence, that we live within

now feeling a small path will make a big difference
wanting our need for a symbiotic relationship to be forthgiving

seeing shapes given over to each material being

i feel forgiven

pleaded upon though to make a change
never feared of, for time will eliminate

our hope will only stretch us so far

without realisation we will be lost

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