grey sky won’t crack: can’t risk blue
dirty traffic rumbles on
people move about their days
along the pavement
across the road
off the bus
alone and all together
galaxies of dreams and plans and sadnesses spiral out through every head:
a universe within a universe moving towards a better one
some day
always

today i’m sat here
imperfect
breathing
ok (somewhat) with any of it

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