i'm sitting down
prepping for the night here
have three pass through me before i even open up the page
they are far gone now
i used to sweat that alot
i found it's like an exit on the turnpike
you might get back there
but it will be by a different route
different experience
now i just change destinations
it doesn't really matter anyway
i'm in search of the american dream
and it is anywhere
the unicorns thrive
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