Time back in the old neighborhood
Where it feels right
So good
Parking late night journeys
Leading to a morning early
Seeing the skyline
With a dusty cloud sitting
Just above the tall buildings proud
Good to be back in the city
Lonely protect
Flying out
Like a bird or insect
Protect from harm
And delusion
Even when it’s the possible
Solution
We must protect the work around
Even when there is no sound
On our own
Our own responsibility
Advice Index
Running down
The lists
Of avenues
Of context
Taken away or added
Looking for hope
Never felt so
Dramatic
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