In a previous winter
You sat in front of me a piece of ether
Explosive kernel
Your sweater mottled little pieces of wool
Between your sentences notes for Internship were drafted
We recognize the makeshift
Overhang that´s how Emma placed herself
At the Graduation during Isolation
She was mostly on mute or something rain-stained
In the periphery of toppled
A place to grow up. A place to grow weary. A place to grow apart. You wanna know about the discord. When did it start? You roam the streets of your suburb, they called you shadow. A thick layer of autumn leaves.
Somebody else lived around here. Somebody important. You fell helpless. When did it start? The throes of helplessness. I wanted to raise a building. The building was built to crumble. I felt an inkling of belong. Those things pass.
A place to grow up. A place to give up. A place to throw up. You wanna know about the discomfort. When will it wane? Somebody important knows. These things travel.
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