You are Fired

I smiled and waved.
It didn't come.
I blinked 1,000 times and the world stayed the same.
I hear the same song, over and over
no matter how many times I change the station.
People say the same thing to me,
Over and over
no matter how many times I blink my eyes
I want to hear the change
I want to feel the breathing
and smell the feeling.

I want to float.
I want to touch the sound.

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