Poet 11586

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Out of balance
I have no malice
I'm sitting here
Trying to think
Trying to focus
I'm worn out
No one would notice
If The colors exploded
Except for
Me
And maybe
You
I know we share
A different
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kaleidoscopic
Interludes


Out of balance
I have no malice
I'm sitting here
Trying to think
Trying to focus
I'm worn out
No one would notice
If The colors exploded
Except for
Me
And maybe
You
I know we share
A different
View
kaleidoscopic
Interludes