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He used to walk back and forth across overpasses You would too When I met him he said to me, “Have you ever been in Chicago in the middle of the night? When the whole city pauses in between breaths In between screams Day by Day We ******* scream Every God **** day we’re ******* screaming And when there is no more breath When there’s no more light We wait and we simmer All the while the hungry commuters flit back and forth under the auburn aurora of our hopeful solipsism.” I did not answer him. He was not asking a question. And then I understood why he used to walk back and forth across overpasses.
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Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 5:07 PM UTC
Chicago in Orange
He used to walk back and forth across overpasses You would too When I met him he said to me, “Have you ever been in Chicago in the middle of the night? When the whole city pauses in between breaths In between screams Day by Day We ******* scream Every God **** day we’re ******* screaming And when there is no more breath When there’s no more light We wait and we simmer All the while the hungry commuters flit back and forth under the auburn aurora of our hopeful solipsism.” I did not answer him. He was not asking a question. And then I understood why he used to walk back and forth across overpasses.
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20/M/Chicago, IL
Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 5:07 PM UTC
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