Can I consider myself lost.
A question and a statement. Or have I ever been found.
More of a question now. Something not to be concerned with, just a thought for the rainy days. Perhaps a walk in this afternoon sun would warm some things.
Climate control can be so cold at times. More than you think.
Are you still young? Or going somewhere? Just a few seconds away. In taking and in giving, there has to be more. Or should there be less.
I guess, therein lies the guilt.
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