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Apr 2016
two beers away from empty, I'm nearing closer to the end of my creativity
and the lights outside are dimming

is there something they're trying to tell me?
such a subtle message, I'm not sure I fully grasp it

how many moons have cycled since I got here?
I'm not really sure what time I'll be leaving

the lights within the sky are being fought with
and the city seems to unfairly be winning

I'm not aware of when I started here
but I can see the dull moon slyly grinning
Arlo Disarray
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Arlo Disarray  In your imagination
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