layin' sorta gutter-wise with a smile
parade's at 10
i'll need new shoes
i can keep my smile since i've owned it for a while already
Had a long telephone conversation with a best friend last night and early this morning. We'll both be in Wall on Thursday to observe the event as it unfolds. Some will be more happy to see us than others. They will fear the authority that follows us from our deeds and the memory of their fallow pasts.
But, on the other hand, there's a select few who've held on and keep us in mind just like we keep them in mind. The strong few that hold the sense of place. And place is home. Can't wait to get home.
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