we can search for peace but it’s much simpler to make it where you are
we’ve learned to believe that there is an award for living in a cage
there are those days when everything is distant and disconnected
do you want to be what ever it is they say you’re supposed to be
some signs are posted to warn us of someone else because they can’t read
whether powerful or subtle, the spice we add is to our own tastes
it’s the little things that give comfort that provide our security
if you’ve been somewhere you know it, otherwise it could be anywhere
a row of steel homes remind us how the past thought the future would be Nicollet Ave S
posting a message used to mean that a staple is all that would last
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