passing through our minds a thought transforms, like the light passing through a glass
on the boulevard there’s a concrete gardener with untold stories
it’s hard to unsee this normal coat hook as a boxing octopus
simple solutions can produce the best results in the shortest time
putting up a sign does not make something private without enforcement
a fleeting moment has just passed, we have now moved on to the next one
there are monumentswe build for our memorieswe have forgotten
some are obvious others are ubiquitous life is full of lines
a societybuilds symbols to represent its truest values
easy decisions we can make without thinking not so, the tough ones
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