dont touch that in the

artrooms

artrooms

backdrop,  you’d never guess the miles we ‘ve done,

the un spoken loss, the unspoken gain ..

uh what took my house, my life, our securities, could never

replace the unregistered miracles we met in this

miniscule space…

dont try too hard, they said, to tell us your story ;

what do you know / how can you tell Im not lying ?

How do you know my Truths ? You werent there

you re not to blame that you ‘ll never guess the

miles we ve done..

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