I’m a local but…

I’m a local but a foreigner,
Still the addict yet I’m sober,
Still the body with the coroner,
Many friends yet still a loner.

You’re the pillow the cool side
The sand during high tide
The cocktail poolside
The water when clouds collide.

From the inside out we were formed,
And from the inside out we will fall.
Soon this all will come to an end.

Dredg – Sang Real

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About geist171

All my life I was told that I could be anything I wanted. I chose to be gracious for my blessings, generous with my fortunes, and in no particular hurry. I view my ADD as an alternative cognitive configuration rather than a disorder, and I never. shut. the fuck. up. I promise.
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