Staring at the faces
There across the sea
Holding back some places
In my headache tree
making sounds like children
playing in the street
old fashioned memories
are there for you and me
hope you´re better off
than the rest of us
teenage summer spaces
can´t forget the dust
mist is seeing through me
like a x-ray does
hope it´s gonna get better
than the rest of us.
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