there is a toxic air around this place
it fills my lungs whenever i
enter the tan building across town
years ago we caught a cold
and just never kicked it
the conflict, the tension, these passive aggressive disagreements
they've taken their toll on my soul
my joy has waned
fallen into the shadows
of this illness that threatens us
slowly we are falling
like sentinels at dusk
traveling long distances before settling peacefully
toward that rhythm that's lulling us away
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