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I lost my mind, I though I saw it the other night crossing
the street in midtown, but it wasn’t my mind, it was a fallen star trying to
find its way back to the sky. My heart stained my sleeve red and now everyone
knows the colour of our love.
The streets told me a story as I walked to the
train, my coat trailed in the snow, my fingerprints left marks in the air as I
waved goodbye. Right before I left, New York told me it loved me, I still
walked away with its hand on my shoulder. My hair fell from its ribbon tickling
my neck, and making me turn around. The flashes of cameras at Grand Central
made me feel like a celebrity, the nice kind, then my feet were fixed in place.
I ran past the clock, up the stairs and out onto 42nd street, I
touched the air with my hands and let the sun, breaking through the clouds kiss
my lips. The last autumn leaf fell from a tree and rested in the footprint I'd left walking in,
a perfect memory of a mistake, almost made.
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