So I take my good fortune
And I fantasize about our leaving
like some modern-day gypsy landslide
like some modern-day Bonnie and Clyde
on the run again
on the run again.
- Erika
- New York City, NY
- "My soul is full of whispered song, my blindness is my sight. The shadows that I feared so long are all alive with light." Alice Cary
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