I dreamt of big city lights and big city fights
and when I woke I stole away to catch the last bus
I dreamt of young love two young women kissing
smoking and snapping digital memories and
I began to wish the same for myself, enviously..
something special, something keen
But, was I still asleep?
[3.21.11]
Mar 24, 2011
Mar 24, 2011 at 12:20 PM UTC
I dreamt of big city lights and big city fights
and when I woke I stole away to catch the last bus
I dreamt of young love two young women kissing
smoking and snapping digital memories and
I began to wish the same for myself, enviously..
something special, something keen
But, was I still asleep?
[3.21.11]
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