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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

I wanna run, don't nowhere

I wanna run to particular place of flattened trees. Where the coffee comes from a town and the houses all have pools. But I am caught. Caught in a sandwich, flowing into a blackhole. I am hoping the sweat and freshwater will cure my skin and I know where to run, even if I'm… sitting down.