This new art. It doesn’t seen to new. I want to set it aside. And try
something new. Would you be my something key to turn it around so everyone can.
Pay for soup. Build a fort. Set it on fire. All has been said. I can’t

shake this feeling it’s all in vein. Time has short changed me again. I
don’t need to. And i can’t see to. An inspiration. A realization.