I get high.

From the collection, Mono no aware By Tylor Traxler

I spend my nights in the fall 

Adjusting pictures on the wall 

I keep waiting for your call 

I think I’m going crazy

 

I miss the Summer, I miss the sky

 The open fields have been cast aside 

To make way for cities, rising high 

So, I get high and watch it 

I need to travel, I need to read 

I think that silence is the key 

As you can see inside of me 

By my eyes when I speak

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[Rye]

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