Content… πŸ™

I was supposed to be a city 

With busy streets 

and twinkling lights 

But I wanted to be a home 

full of warm sunlight 

And dry flowers gracing it’s vases. 

I’m neither today but 

a hollow skeleton of progress 

Where everyday something builds

And collapses 

I am happier in this 

[ ⓐ β“¦β“žβ“‘β“š β“˜β“ β“Ÿβ“‘β“žβ“–β“‘β“”β“’β“’ ]

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