coldness enters the roomits air feels the ambiancethe feeling of longingfor someone’s undermines as I look my eyes below on my paper as I writeI wonder how she isI wonder where she might she’s soft yet tough to be teased it ain’t enoughfor it to fall apartis to make the base succumbed the basis of

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I lean my shoulders in the concrete on a corner as I stood on the side of a withered street it’s night and it’s dark and the only light comes from a dim of a flickering street lamp and now I observe how paths lead people into a destination from a processed motion as we

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