light a cigarette under the night sky,
the sidewalk will be the only witness,
consume the light,
only ashes are left from stiffness,
and the smoke flies beyond sight,
no going back, no forgiveness
Independent paths but they meet for seconds,
In the sidewalk there ain’t such things as firsts or seconds,
Only the brave ones use the invisible boundaries to step on,
Even at the times where it’s not allowed I reckon
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