.My eyes are getting weary, of crowds and busy streets
I close them in the morning, pretend I'm still asleep
My hair is growing slowly, the sun keeps moving on
But nothing fades completely, burnt image when it's gone
I step across the stories, that seep beneath my feet
A blueprint.
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