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Wonder why I pass
These slippy streets at night
Cobblestone
Shaking my weak bones
Broken from pension
But saving goodbyes
To the hope that you and I
Could stay home, get by
Poetry written
On the dew of the lawn
The morning dawn
Meets me at last
Illusions of sameness between the divide
When the only ones who feel at all grounded and alive
Are counting their pennies and just scraping by
With nothing but the water at their feet
And all around me and all through the town
Defeated malaise and meetings abound
But adjourned,
The truth is never found
Illusions of sameness between the divide
When the only ones who feel at all grounded and alive
Are counting their pennies and just scraping by
With nothing but the water at their feet
And all around me and all through the town
Defeated malaise and meetings abound
But adjourned,
The truth is never found
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Literati,
track released July 5, 2022
Written, produced, and mixed by Jake Triola
Artwork by Sydney Shadeck
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