finding a place in the world
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I thought New York was the place for me.I always thought big cities were for me.I thought that I would get to New YorkAnd instantly fall in love.
This did not happen.
They don’t want you to be like them, they expect you to be like them
For so long it has always been
What will they think?
How will they feel?
Where do I go anymore?
I’m lost and unfound
My feet don’t touch the ground
I’m running sprints
the track disappears
I’m flying through air
