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"The Place Inside"

Somewhere
inside of me,
There's a place that's running wild and free.
It's like a billowing wave
A untouched stream
Somewhere inside of me.

This place is hard to reach
I pry
and claw and walk the streets
Search in doors
Run thru cars
Having trouble seeing
Somewhere inside of me

I used to be a willing plea
Ready to jump
The deepest part of me
I couldn't wait to stand with you alone
Id sit up through the night
Counting the silent tones

It's like it's gone
Never was there.
And all I want is you to ask me to stay
Stay with me
After we sublime
and just lie there
Breathing
No words

No time

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