Phones before texts
Before we knew that birds were what was left of dinosaurs
When there were ripples for miles
Beguiling as distance can be, still it's distance
And problems arrive unwelcomed
There are monsters that will wait at your doorstep
While others are out there somewhere and yet every step brings you toward them
The way every point in the universe is the center of the universe
The way light is constant
Like if you never had a chance
Like the ocean when it swallows you
Or the desert when it just doesn't care
I mean, it never had a chance
And here we are, now
Drunk on our chances
Our eyes spilling over with sunrises
Location:S Greene St,Baltimore,United States
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