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Matt Bliss
i've been looking for him
i've been looking for Matt Bliss,
inside my own head.
nobody knows who he is
or where to find him.
i need to recover the confidence;
to be someone to fight,
for someone else;
to be of service;
to give the help i can;
then, to accept what happens next.
for the first time,
i saw the soul of the forest
for all the trees
he cried when we fell asleep that night.
his tears cleansed me.
i had to hear it from myself -
every real thing that can't be touched:
like dreams forming
of the horizon, eventually;
coming or going;
mountains of lavender and strawberries;
dancing in summer rain -
perfect for memories.
the only 'better then'
is always ahead of us.
i still wish for it
when i see a shooting star
because the older i get
feels less like growing up.
i think that's the secret
Matt Bliss told me
when i was fifteen.
i wonder if he knows now, still,
am i special,
or is there a god to believe in?
i bet he's got the answers.
it was better
when he always did.
i know better than to meet my heroes,
but i still hope
maybe i will see Matt Bliss again.
and until i do, i wonder,
what would Matt Bliss do?
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
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i am only responsible for what i say
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not for what you understand
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you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent
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or you may not
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