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I am unseen
You are showing and I dont know where im going
December
Its a cold one and the ghosts catch the low sun
I figured out last night that I must give myself more time than some to process little things you take for granted
The terror on my face when met with questions I can't answer in an instant is look ive clearly mastered
The church
Out of the way
Down the road by the big house
Greets me with its lonely stones wrapped in candour
It never judges my divided consciousness or smile and it never asks me things that I cant answer
I can take a little time to slowly compliment my mind on giving in to the request to take it easy
Take it easy
The watchman sets his timepiece by the clock on the tower
The beam from the lighthouse sets the sky on fire
Were all sat here gently reading books by sounds of waves hoping it will never end aware that it cant last
Time and time again I try to trick myself away from the bitter serenade that says he too shall pass