Don’t ask

I can’t answer

Maybe Aphrodite knows

Maybe she is the cause

Perhaps I just don’t have a limit but these

Don’t even really count as one so I sit waving a flag striped wrong ways sideways

Again like I was already gone and came back like I’d left

Like the existence of myself just ceased and must have been where I was put

But I never found out where put I was

One empty tree and one some other thing I put myself in but I didn’t

Not when it comes to my

The cherished desires get in the way.

Can I scoff at anything new?

As if it is

Merely a change in trajectory merely something that will be returned to the direction anyways

One step leads to the entire universe rearranging to ensure you’re continuing in the same direction as before

Anything

Anything at all

I would try to

I wanted to know

Can’t call it hope

That’s just too forgiving

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