i'm alone
but i'm not lonely
bring the sunshine
back to my eyes
wait for me
i'm not ready
to string words together
without music
to face cities
without you
as i turn page
over page
the thought
and smell
of my city
return
there's a different design
and purpose
behind that skyline
your fingers streak
sunsets there
as your breath
clouds my thoughts
i can only ink -
you can paint
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