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The seagulls at seven am wake me

(If you’re not inland, what is this outland?)

Whatever it is, I love the sound of seagulls

Honking cars, sirens, traffic

This hotel must might be cheap

judging by Because there’s graffiti outside the window

Rival symbols On the building’s white bricks of a building so tall

I can’t tell for sure if the sun’s out.

Something about cheap and graffiti appeal

As if Maybe I’m paying penance being here.

Can I confess?

I’m feeling like cheap and graffiti

 

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