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The Glimpse
So easy to grab your attention, but so easy to forget.
The spark of a firework that exhilarates the mind
just to burn out and disappear.
Like a dream after rising out of bed,
Like a Childhood fear.
That is who I am,
barely even here.
Just a voice, once, in your head.
Just a song, once, in your ear.
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