More About Everything

The sun in my eyes as I walk alone along an empty street. My bare feet against the hot asphalt. My past behind me. A dream ahead of me.

I thought before that sex was all it was about but now I know there’s more to everything.

I’ve longed for more but settled for what was around. I thought I knew so much but I found out more about everything.

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