Forgetting
Punishing peace and quiet when I need raucous friends Need bass booming sativa blunt rides so my young heart can resurrect What even is the point of me anymore if I just keep forgetting I know that answer I've felt that link established Coalesced into cosmic cohesion The snag is the coming back Is all of me home again What me am I mourning The geography of this grief is something none of me can name
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