when it’s not
what you can
write, just hear;
when it’s not
what you can
see, just feel
I found this poem today while flipping through an old notebook. I think I wrote it the night that we saw Rezz at 1015 Folsom in San Francisco on New Year’s Eve.
when it’s not
what you can
write, just hear;
when it’s not
what you can
see, just feel
I found this poem today while flipping through an old notebook. I think I wrote it the night that we saw Rezz at 1015 Folsom in San Francisco on New Year’s Eve.
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