Fractured thoughts
Fleeting windows into the writer’s mind
Would you care that I saw
Has anyone ever been allowed inside
Are even these tatters designed to conceal
Just another town along the road.
Fractured thoughts
Fleeting windows into the writer’s mind
Would you care that I saw
Has anyone ever been allowed inside
Are even these tatters designed to conceal
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