Ephemera

I drive through your younger streets,
as the day takes the sunlight,
the hour and the second hand racing 'til midnight,
a thought loses all it's lines,
and lets out the colors,
to make room for others.



Credits
Writer(s): Duszynski Daniel P, Miller Sheldon Lee, Schuessler Matthew Thomas
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