Q The view from that hill over there is often very nice, but you will be sweating before you get to the top. 000828
phil I can remember the hill
guitar, rolling, rainbow, car
the streets seemed so real but even so fake, to clean to be real, they looked like some plastic.
The lights kepted reminding me how trapped I was. And I had a friend in a different dimension than mine, but still we were there, I wish I could be there now, not that it was perfect, but it was all it could be, that it would never have to stop, nothing could stop it.
If I was there that would be it, I would be there, I would never say
"wow how did I get here" or start trying to figure things out. I would just get to be there, I guess that's something to like about my friend.
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