Present Absence

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the plastic shakes
the metals smash
you're left alone
to hear them clash

to fly underneath
and hear them roar
you watch them close
you see them soar

they quickly speed
flashing small speeds through night
the perplex of colors
flood with light

their present absence
wanders you're mind
you can't move forward
you can't rewind





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