blindly,
i jump
fuck, i jump
and scream about it
hear me:
i am blind!
aye, sailor
i know ye
and i've trapped myself
with your presence.
you fly in your dreams,
don't you?
i'm gathering at your persons
and still
i cannot see you.
behind the windsheild i sit in the passengers seat and navigate.
click here to speak to me.
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