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forever a passenger. jaded eyes glaze over the blur. something different? too late. settle back into a stupor. blind once again to the world.
firmly on the ground. potential creeps behind the dull drab. what if’s and creative musings stir about. to create a hazy reality is much more fun. the shutter continues to click.
ignore the lights and look to the sky.
.fin.