i like me best this way
a thinker
a feeler
a seer
a poet
i splash around in my velvet
cozy in the deep
alone but not lonely
sometimes i close my eyes as i type
true story
sometimes i let my fingers bubble pop and RAT A TAT TAT
sometimes they make their own kinda music
sometimes independent of me
who is me anyway?
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