It’s an idea
A theory
A decision
You decide.
If you’re such a visionary,
Then why do you try to hide?
In the confines of my memory,
In the reces of my mind.
I’m still empowered by your essence,
But, god, I miss your mind.
Your included in decisions
You’re a recourse
Undefined
And when I try to call you
It appears I’m out of time
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