its that day you wish was rainy
when could loom
and your sitting outside with your over priced latte
smoking a cigarette
watching people
listening to sounds
wishing you had pen and paper that very second
its that stranger that has the nerve to talk to you
based off superficial energy.
coming into contact
learning
easing your mind up
just breathing in the smoke
and listening to tall tales of life experience
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