Untitled No. 5

We were
Meant for
Something bigger
Rows and rows pour
Down on concrete
Over water
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Lining up now
For the picture
All in the pattern
For the unforgotten
We all want to
Keep it with us
Well all hold to
The voice beyond us
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Moving through here
All in this grid
We see suburbs
We did not vision
And its hiding
The good is hidden
But we are finding
Life is a riddle

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