he couldn't catch the bus to come here.
the last open spot was taken by someone else.
and so i was led to wander
and i thought of him
and of him
and ambiguity
what is he thinking now
what is he thinking now?
where is he now?
one night, probably over a week ago, i dreamt that he came nearby and that it wasn't for me.
all those miles and it wasn't for me.
what
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