the blues come and go. the reds and blacks and golds are always here. stationary. the city is still a mystery and i have the ability to turn good opportunities into the steel bars of a cage. when things get better i want to leave. leave. leave and take you with me. only you. o.nl.yy.o.u. but then i want to stay.
i forget if we are happy here. but i know that we are happy where we are.
tonight me and david went to church at a bar for the free food.
the city is still a mystery.
but all the walking makes me smile.
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