Why eat something worse when it isn't cheaper?
I would have always stuck to steak and caviar
If I knew it cost the same.
How could this happen to me?
Without a City,
Without anything to hold onto!
Mexico seems more fitting than home.
My place that doesn't exist beats me.
The way is blurry.
I tried to clear the window and it wasn't
working. I drove anyway.
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Author:
Tomo (Pseudonym) (
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