.I'm stuck. I'm stuck to this page - this pen feels like an anchor>So I'll step outside as the sun fakes his death and cries, "it's over"
Not for me - the night is still sweet. But I'm beginning to tire
Of the street and its heavy concrete,
So I'll tightrope walk the telephone wires
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