Quadrants
'I've got many blessings but they aint that kind…'
New year soon here, yes/later this year will leave, now you/lighten up my friend
Dotted
Start and never stop…
…being a bitch with me
…drinking all the beer ever
…running away inside issues
…a million tissues no problems
…given a big storm you to me
…no pets gone to you
Hazed Again
Frosted glass hazy shapes
Figure in black outstretched hand
Muted sounds visible white flash
Other shape in blue falls down
Hit man in action or woman?
Get out of there witness!
They will enter the next room
You will be next frosted glass
All going hazy is this real?
January month/not here yet but what's to come?/happiness sadness?
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