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Sometimes we’re just not

Sometimes our body is sitting alone on a dock, but we are not with it

Sometimes our mind is in a far away place, but our body can’t be

Sometimes we aren’t singular

We aren’t harmonious

We aren’t well adapted or prepared

Sometimes we just sit, trying to figure out if we are the person on the dock

Or if we are everything else watching them mull it over.

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