the earth is like a balloon when we walk we make indentations barely notic
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on the balloon we actually create time our stomachs like balloons change shape wiith gravity
time would not exist without beings perceiving it we are mostly water from the
ocean this is like the Waves are our emotions our heads kind of like Barnacles or a liighthouse lights like our eyesin thecity we are like foxes slipping in between time and birds people sitting in outdoor cafes or talking in a corner
Oct 19, 2022
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About This Poem
Last Few Words: i hope this helps people
Style/Type: Free verse
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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