One thousand suits
all lined up
ready to mingle,
meet and greet.
flys in a web we are
stuck between the boundaries
of hope and freedom
the two most dangerous evils.
and I live in a dream
where lines and semicolons
float
Where normal is abstract
and anxiety rings
from speakers overhead.
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Love the title.
Let's have some beers tonight.
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