the questioning heart
reaches out to grab me
I quickly glance away
but your stare has caught hold
it follows me away
to where I am most alone
I can feel it in the night
as I hold on to Africa
and the original-est Corn
while my thoughts carry me away...
what should I do as I reach this conclusion?
looking back I desire to move forward
but separation beckons on the near horizon
can a heart stay disconnected from a body for so long?
mine has.
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