Abstracted thoughts

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One two three
My thoughts move as the moon beams from its glory.

My emotion as based from elementary
Yet it moves through me as the years of my story.

Four five six
As my tears goes, so does my head blows
And all the bowels of my traumatic heaves

This physical mind does not want nor need
As everybody and everyone always leaves.

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