There is a bend in the road
There is the final touch to a fine drink
There is a candy bar all the way down low
Or a comb and some other something you lost track of
Calling back to your first favorite game
There are opposites that come together every summer
Then every week and even every day if you want it
Grids are the last to fall away and the first to come back
Skewing used to take perspective
Now are the days of sunflares without sun and shutter clicks without shutters but nobody really needs to sweat all that
We’ve been living past need a long time now
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