too

you’re leading the search for your soul

but i found it

it’s somewhere in a city

hunched over a desk in a dark, grimy loft

dreaming in bohemia and sweating with ambition 

smiling down as your fingers dance on the lettered stage

that story you write is already written

in your deep, abyssal eyes

when I looked into them I knew

because my eyes hold that story too

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