Swell as it may be
To see you
Long as it may take
To get there
I wonder
Slowly I take it in
Yesterdays Beatles
To more than
No more
Hey John
There’s never been a sight
That made you as uncomfortable as the
Snow on a corner that
Never made it higher
Than gutters
Resembling avenues
So let’s pretend that
Afternoons are not in climate
Nothing ever was
If sue knew you
Than that was enough
For adding on
Around the corner
Could be
Maybe
Or just feed me
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