i keep realizing i am in nowhere
then i am walking back in my mind
to the present moment
when i get there it is like breaking
a glass window the whole thing shatters
with my head
i stick around for however long
and then my heart or my imagination
whirls me back out to wherever
but i will always be willing to come back
it seems to be important to be here
in this batting cage or battle
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