The Smoke And Who's Still Standing When It Clears
Friday, March 2, 2012
Dreaming
At some point I know that when I close my eyes at night I'll stop seeing walkways of San Francisco.
At some point I stopped dreaming of Missouri when I came here.
Just waiting.
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