A Lim Bo Province

Watch me if you’d like. Sometimes I think you cannot help it. I know.
I will feel the same corn tassels as you. I will drive the same roads and walk the same stores. I will touch what you will touch; hearts after all, can feel across the city, across the country, across the world. I feel you watching me and it puts me on the couch in the middle of the lawn, validating my own existence because of the powerful in all of this.
I understand. And then I tell I myself I don’t. Grasp yourself Jenny.

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