

Nostalgia in an 8 count boxcrayola sketches at 2am, sitting, coloring outside the lines wondering why my colors can't translate to color as weel as my dreams to the page.Nostalgia in an 8 count box
Midnight blue used to speckle the faces of the uptight townsfolk, Brick Red trees, barren from the autumn winds.
resemblance of the past, the care- free days, long lost to classes, and paychecks. Nostalgia in the 8 count box, rekindled, briefly....
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