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No one can hold onto me tight enough.
Or maybe they want to,
(but I can't bring myself to let them)

I'm doing this distance thing again.
Distance in my eyes, distance in my heart.
I no longer know what I seek.

All that I knew was too melodramatic,
and all that I now know is too temporary.

If I hold too tight, I'm scared it will disappear
between my hands.
Run down me and into the dirt,
into an ocean of people that changed me
and then left and then
came back and then left.

And made me impartial to change.
Impartial to leaving.
Impartial to people.

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