You’re Better Off Here

You can see it
but will it be the same?
You can feel it
but does it even know your name?
You can just about taste it
but is it already inside You?
Never imagined being hopeless
because it keeps flirting You blue
Watch Your own grass grow
Water it often
The dark does cultivate and sow
Though shame forces the heart to soften

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