colour wheel sets me
dries me like
red
into the grand canyon
love
is
sometimes light for all the hours
for all the
hours in the world I would leave this city to find you
tempered
tempo
we explorers
look so similar from afar
and yet on
ourselves we etch I am different I am so wholehearted I am so complete I am stealing your lines
bass backbeat
coming up from the apartment below
12:22 am on a
week day night
it’s freezing
outside it’s april outside
I feel like
I’m learning too much too early or not late enough
timing was a stumbling
block.
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