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Somewhere You Know.

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If you ask me where would I be right now? I’ll simply say the very moment and place you asked me that question. I’m scared of changes, yet I seek the thrill for the unknown. All the moments and all the seconds I’ve lived leads up to the moment you asked that statement. Between the seconds of thinking time, between the infinities of nanoseconds and so and so - I know I’m terrified. Things are changing, you see it I think. Why would you ask me where I would rather be for no absolute reason rather than you knowing that things are changing within me - within you. Again, I’m terrified of change. Had I answered another place and another time, would it affect the countless parallel dimensions that spans out from the question you asked? I think I’d rather stay safe and lie to myself. I’m staying right where I am, right at the place I know about. 

 

I know and you know that things are changing, and I can’t lie to myself forever right? All my decisions and the ghosts of past me, they’re all my own burden to bear. Now, I’m also wondering what you think of it. You asked me where I would rather be right now and I’ll raise you a question of my own. Do you want to start anew?. Can you afford to look back at your ghosts and bid adieu? I guess that’s two questions, well I guess I can afford the decision to be selfish. After All my vices are mine, and your vices are yours. I wish I could be just the right amount of  selfish to really start anew. 

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