Tickets (By Cat Matchuk)

Seeing is believing.
A sea of red in a crowd of voices,
people who were once separated.
Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
Seeing is believing.
A sea of red in a crowd of voices,
people who were once separated.
How very studious of you
How very productive
Pour another glass, tuck yourself in
You have nowhere to go
no one to see
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