the sky is pretty in a sad purple yellow the birds all all in v's flying home for winter you can see the setting sun and full moon beside each other kind of way

all dully glowing like a dusty tv screen

if i was a bird i'd walk through the cities

or fly around them

instead of breathing through all of that shit

often i feel sad an' right now's no exception

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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