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dreams.
posted May 21, 2010 9:02 pm
I want to walk down your streets. Feel your pulse. Hear your buses honk, see your robbers run. Smell the perfume, breath and perspiration of your inhabitants. Sit at your park benches and watch your obese citizens walk their obese dogs. Sit at your local pub and pretend to hold my alcohol well. Look at all your gorgeous people – tall, thin, dark, fair, short, sane, suicidal, hopeful – all. Stand at a tiny apartment overlooking your skyline.
And for once, I will breathe.
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by joshuaongys
22nd May 2010 3:44 am
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