if everyone resorted to ignorance
they'd be happier
no question marks, no periods
no opinions, no suspicions
just bliss in its purest form
nothing but a smile painted on each face
no secrets revealed
no feelings concealed
just giving and returning
without waiting for cues or signs
feet on the ground but head in the clouds
and nothing seems to be wrong with it
no one asks if you're straight
or gay or human or breathing
just taking everything for what it is
as how you see it
no calendars
no clocks
nothing to rush you
or remind you of anything
i like that
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