There were folks cruising by. I may have known them. As it was, they glided by, not thinking a bit about me. I’m thinking about them, but they’re not thinking about me. How does that balance in the end. When where does it end.

06/08/12 Everything… wrapped.

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Tags: 1a, 2012, By, Rinse, Tokyo, ぐらっぶ

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