These weren’t ways to be,
to go—
to stay,
and I wanted the old file cabinets,
and the thirty decent floor,
with dark clouds,
that held stories and stories,
and more
stories
to go—
to stay,
and I wanted the old file cabinets,
and the thirty decent floor,
with dark clouds,
that held stories and stories,
and more
stories
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