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Blending In

Blending In

It's been......far too long

systematically inhaling 

gridlocked fumes,

breaking away

before then and later

rejoining the weaving 

stop and go particled snake.

Significance?

That camouflage keeps thee unnoticed,

functions at own pace

still manages to end up 

in the exact same place;

Mingle my feelings 

every day a different state of mind

similar premise,

no wonder....deja vu's

haunting you.

Reality

bite me 

and chase after 

thru imaginary planes,

disregard one's altered brains

under liquid consumption 

smoke consumes insane

evolution mine

as versatile as I,

adjustments meant for blending 

that it's alright 

if I'm seen....

You didn't look twice.................

They never look twice.

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Tony Taylor

Hey Captain D!!......dude there is SO much relevant cross country thinking interwoven here..... it lives up to the picture ~ BIG TIME bro!....... amazing disappointment and humorous paranormal references ........I friggin' LOVE this man...... your writing just gets better!!..... had to PIN this to show to my brother .......miss you man!!........LOVE and ROCKETS!!........T xo. ?☀✴✳

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Devon La Porte

I truly am glad this picture fit because I really take pride in the art portraying my metaphor or giving deeper meaning to my words. Thanks a million T, I let feeling play a huge part in this write.....ones that keep circling around in my head everytime I come to a dead stop on highway life, no matter my condition the escape cannot be mental. I wonder what brother you are referring to wouldn't mind knowing his thoughts. Peace big bro ttyl.

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