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11/22/2018 the leaves underfoot i'm here to hear while i walk in battery park the river sways, partial to the quay where moss covered rocks and gum wrappers lay and i liken it to my brain, how it moves between garbage and rot, things that have stuck to me through nature and time. i entertain the idea of jumping into the hudson shake my head. that'll have to wait for another day but why? that i cannot answer. why the delay? as i sit and stay and do nothing hoping it'll get better it never does i shake my head and turn and walk away
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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11/22/2018 the leaves underfoot i'm here to hear while i walk in battery park the river sways, partial to the quay where moss covered rocks and gum wrappers lay and i liken it to my brain, how it moves between garbage and rot, things that have stuck to me through nature and time. i entertain the idea of jumping into the hudson shake my head. that'll have to wait for another day but why? that i cannot answer. why the delay? as i sit and stay and do nothing hoping it'll get better it never does i shake my head and turn and walk away
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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