The Missing
Sometimes it's not about who's here
but it's about the missing
It's the emptiness that sucks the air out of the room
Sometimes it's not about who you are
but it's about the timing
We're both out of sync and can't get realigned
My head hurts
with an overtaxed mind
running the simulations
and dissecting the layers
to get a clear picture
the answer that I've been searching for within each frame
Not sure what that was about. I'm just killing time as photoshop does it's magic. Who knew separating 83 layers into individual psd files would take so long. Peace out.
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