Everywhere Everything (day 138)

Has society always been this hurt?
Everywhere I look there are lost lovers
Fragmented dreams
And lost memories swimming somewhere in between

Maybe we should be free
Love everything with adolescent joy
Scrambling over fences to find whats behind
Scraping our knees into time

If then we should see
With eyes larger than experience
How then would we transform?
I walk, and everything goes through my heart

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