i sit in my room and wonder
how will everything change when i leave?
i know how things will happen for me.
my soul will condense and my heart will bleed.
but as i fly back into my city,
ill see all the lights flicker,
like fireflies,
so pretty.
and maybe ill be happy,
maybe ill feel like i can breath again
inhale the cold
finally fresh
air
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