HelsinkiThere’s a black flag over Helsinki, And there’s a yellow cab flying down the city street, And I am prone to stepping off curbs without looking, And there’s a man who grabs my arm and says be careful.Helsinki
He is looking at the cement and the way my shoes are tilting,
And he asks me if I might spare some change, There is worry on my chin and there is anger on my forehead, And I wonder aloud why he works on Sundays.
There’s a black flag over Helsinki,
And he’s turning and he’s walking from my view, So I must hasten pace against the oncoming wind, There is hair in my eye
There is no Paula
-SuperH
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one can search for freedom by running from their destiny, or they can find freedom by embraceing it.
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"god grant me the serenity to accept what i cannot change, the tenacity to change what i can, and the good luck not to fuck up too often...."
~pain
anyway, thanks for the devwatch and comment
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-Talvi-
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