nope;nothing.
oh, but for the years we lost,
is this that wretched half-mile marathon again?
i’m yr favorite frost-bite father figure
in
forgotten phone bill caustic costumes.
virtue?
damn the skyline and scalp all traffic lights,
we flash the badge of dreamers,
fluff a pillow
and leave the truth on sworn and scoreless doorstep(s).
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