leather came from the store
alright
but what if I found thee jacket in the park?
does that still count
is the cow still dead
am I still stacked in black with a cool hotness in my head
am I not a revelation because its not again been done before
can I have the window to a brand new corridor
is there hope for the Wind?
does it still change with meaning
or am I fucked
forever
?

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