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I feel like a stranger in a foreign land.
I clearly don’t belong to this world –
What am I doing belonging in it?
What magic have I given up by becoming human?
Although, I never became human;
I was created human.
The only thing I stopped being to become human was nothing.
So magic was never mine to have.
I wish that was untrue.
I clearly don’t belong to this world –
What am I doing belonging in it?
What magic have I given up by becoming human?
Although, I never became human;
I was created human.
The only thing I stopped being to become human was nothing.
So magic was never mine to have.
I wish that was untrue.
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romantic, eternal, classical,
in love.
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He made his way along the path, trying desperately to recognize anything familiar. Anything that would confirm he was in the right place, or not.
Reaching the end of the sidewalk, he paused, taking in the surroundings.
His eyes scanned along the row of apartments, then down the walkway in front of him and along the street and sidewalk before focusing back on the building ahead. He let a slow breath blow between his lips, running his hands along his pants pockets; his nervous habit, noting to himself that his breathing was oddly consistent considering the agitation that was stirring in his stomach. The only thing worse than being right, he t
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I think sometimes about others. Crazy I know. But occasionally, when my life is too wretched to pay attention to, I’ll turn a glance at one whose tracks move uphill rather than down.
What is happiness anyway? No curve of the lips can determine a mood, nor can the pallor of the skin or the sparkle in the eyes.
It’s the way she holds herself, not clean and erect but relaxed and tasseled. She has no care in the world but her own enjoyment, and the people surrounding her aren’t decorations but concrete.
The shine in her hair is an added indicator.
The smile on her lips, merely a coincidence.
And the glow of her skin is only vis
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hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Or... maybe because of how we were made... there is actually a kind of magic inside of us.
Love is known to be magical. That is why people don't understand it so well.
Just a thought... I have more thoughts on this though... but, I'll await a response to this portion first.
Or... maybe because of how we were made... there is actually a kind of magic inside of us.
Love is known to be magical. That is why people don't understand it so well.
Just a thought... I have more thoughts on this though... but, I'll await a response to this portion first.