I no longer use the words I once chose They rest somewhere quiet, set aside I changed the way I answer simple questions I learned to pause before I reply I see familiar gestures reaching back I let them pass without reaction What once felt sharp feels almost gentle Ah ah ah, a slow subtraction I did not erase you I did not refuse I just stopped leaning On what I used What I left behind Still knows my form Ah ah, it fits me Just not now What I left behind Still shapes my tone Oooh, I hear it Then let it go I changed the way I stay with empty hours I let them pass without a mark Some faces fade without resistance Some stay nearby, just out of focus Ahhh, I remember Oooh, not the need Ahhh, just the motion Mm mm, letting be What I left behind Is not a load Ah ah, it stays near At its own mode What I left behind Still feels aligned Oooh, I let it rest Outside this frame I am not less I am not more Ahhh, just another form
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