Dreaming in a crowded place.
Smiles, tears, laughter, become one.
Take hold of the surface.
Everything seemed blunt.
Strangers on your shoulders.
Eyes meet for a heartbeat.
Some hear whispers.
Some hear acrid.
You’re alone now.
You’re alone tomorrow.
A.J
Smiles, tears, laughter, become one.
Take hold of the surface.
Everything seemed blunt.
Strangers on your shoulders.
Eyes meet for a heartbeat.
Some hear whispers.
Some hear acrid.
You’re alone now.
You’re alone tomorrow.
A.J
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