Mount Metaphor: An imaginary journey in 58 destinations.
Left so many times
and always East
well almost always
pedaling my bike
to see my friend
the gravel backways
or going west with
one of them I
thought was the one
can't Imagine why now
or going west
all five of us
the four left
would just fly now
Montevideo
city limits goodbye
leave you again little town
I'll always be coming back now
now that it is
where we laid him down
what
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