Cut all
The strings
That tie
You to Italy
Breadcrumb trails and untied shoes
Shortcuts home, we've no time to lose
Straighten
Your posture
Friendships
We foster
With a
Cigarette
In our
Pockets
This is all we have left
We'll keep on waiting for it
A place to call home
Without holding our breath
about
Gettin' older, growin' up.
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