Bright is the way the shelter’s flyer shines
Under the night on Thursday my desire is to call home mine
Sincerely right with not to much decay in a not so dire way I’m stalled for your inbound line
So I’ve heard G you have the X amount height your engine is in your prime
To wait for you so cold in the rareness of light, I'm ready to leave edge city behind
Opportunity calls, both downtown and edge city are the great bawds
Please let me in to your being so tall, only a fair G bus like you can be made by god.
- A.D.
- 2-8-24
- 10:25am
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