you, and you, and you, and you
are on my mind
all the time.
stop fighting for space
and sit, complacent.
every time my mind strays
to something productive or worthwhile
you, and you, and you, and you
come back, forceful, like
i can't stop or else.
you'll get me.
the universe is one cruel player
in a game
that karma and mother nature
have perfected.
your team against mine
me
i am alone on this side of the pitch.
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