This Is Strange

I was jumping a trampoline without any savior.
When my head rose above the trees, I met my new neighbor. "
I've got friends", said the lonely girl.
She's got friends from another world.
This is strange.
She said, "
I don't need your sympathy about the explosion when the rise of the stone machine depleted the ocean." Have we got better things to do? "
There's a whole to infinity and thee ever after.
Your Apostles of make believe won't get you there faster." Have we got better things to do?
She said," I don't need your sympathy
About the explosion.
You're recycling memories..."



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Keith Curvey
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