ABM (All Bout Money)

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A jacket screams way past those sighs and chugs of corner anoraks circling.

 

Another muffled shunt means outstretched arms and worried end.

 

Any needless kick at something sawing repairs a sort of cough somewhere.

 

Behind an unknown wall a glance at yawning denim across the street.

 

Blood just one stays on the roadside and trusts not one rider.

 

Buzzing ideas and numbered wishes promote scattered meanings.

 

Madly greased boundaries stroll once they’re up and meeting.

 

Make paper regardless out to smoke out any brick corners until the thing occurs.

 

Most rowdy sets of blocks still idolize defunct distribution.

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