I have not been, here or now,
it takes a glimpse to get here
another to leave the now
you are here now, do not think
of anything else, sometimes I
think of privacy as the contrary to
being alone, do not count me in on your thoughts
you are here, now,
think of nothing else but the breath
that leaves you, the shadow that is by your side
you are here now, alone
you are here, now
the power of your lungs never fails
there's wind coming from somewhere you won't know
and a drifting feeling, that's why
I am here, now, breathing
it makes me cry.
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