Distracting, that's where my hands and mind go
When I hesitate to accept
The direction I only partially chose
Such as, here we go to the beach,
Wouldn't I rather stay home
And go in the pool
Or do nothing

Feelings leaked into the ground
Stayed in the basement
As I didn't get the questions
I may have needed to 
Make nurture

And history is another reality
Or similar
To let in
Turn on the light
And know the room is set up
And the furniture
Is built into the house

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