I was stranded by my spirit in this body on the earth. Then I met you. Your ways. I could not concentrate anymore on a chalkboard. The teacher showed me the door. You saw me outside on a swing by myself.
Nobody but you knew what I knew I knew you and me knew what we knew what we knew you knew me I knew you knew me too.
You saw me outside but I was not myself on a swing by myself after we met I was not alone when you saw me by myself holding chains in the spirit your ways like waves like rays of sun had restored.
Beautiful.
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