To beA Poem by LanaSometimes I feel I am a character Who is living in a vintage world My technology is retro Part of a museum My memories will be gone As fast as a wave crashes And the colors of the world Will all become black Sometimes I feel myself disappearing Into the art of living Part of a giant box of souvenirs And inside of it One painting That one painting is me It was my life No one to admire it It just sinks down the sea As the planet dies with me And the sun ceases to exist So I take a deep breath in And I experience everything I just try to be
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