Jumping Gardens And Passing Streets

More Than a Thousand

SCOUTS SEARCH TOO FAR, FALL, WAIT, BRIGHT MARKS FORMING INTO "E"s. WAITING, 
WATCHING ICEBERGS MELT OUTSIDE AND I AM THINKING ABOUT GOING OUT. BLACK AND RED, 
BI-COLORED STREETS. WONDERING WHERE THIS TOWN ENDS AND THE NEXT ONE BEGINS, 
THE ROADS WE FOLLOW NEVER END. I WONDER WHEN YOU'RE ALONE IF YOU'RE REALLY AS HIGH 
AS A CLOUD OR YOUR HEART COMES UNDONE WITHOUT MEND.


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