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and i havent been back since

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 In my daydream, I walked Shore Road again Shuffling in my shoes. I never thought I’d be there again- Or even want to be- Singing a different shade of blues I guess my teenage dreams of love and connection Had little to no lasting effect on my adult impression Because I long to look out at the same horizon,  with the ocean spraying at my feet. The Atlantic and the Verrazzano are things I’ve not forgotten As I move farther and farther away from 86th street.  I think of about growing up, and all of the songs I've sung, and I realize I have the same dreams as I did when I was young. 
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"The Fool on the Hill" by the Beatles

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     She opens her eyes to a gray ceiling, pain immediately shooting through her body. She starts her days by rolling off her futon (perpetually folded into couch-position), and shuffling to the bathroom. I’m sure she takes vitamins or a gummy- that won't work- while she’s in there. Maybe she’ll shower, but it’s not a given. Maybe she showered the night before, but it's not like she needs to rush. It’s not like she has to go to work today: that’s only on Sundays... surely a welcome change to her once intense work week.       So, she stands at the kitchen counter while the keurig hums, checking for the texts messages she may have received in the night. She makes her coffee with non-dairy powdered creamer (a habit she hasn't broken despite how disgusting she's always claimed it to be, or the fact that she doesn't actually  dairy intolerant). She takes her mug- one that she used when I was a child, no doubt- and makes her way to her bedroom. Her days...
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