another week.

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different circumstances, but
for the second week
in a row i
had to face my past.
while i
discussed my past.

from the 10th
floor i could see
573 1/2 & 6001.
(they're there in the distance).
5 years in
those spots
planning for, and
working toward a future
that only i
would see.
years earlier, through
the windows of
573 1/2 & 6001,
i looked down
the street.
the street that
no long exists.
the street reclaimed
by the museum.
the street covered
in grass
and replaced by
a forest of
my eyes would
wander across
wilshire and up the
sides of the
tall building that
used to guide me
home when i
first moved to
this city.
i wondered
what was inside.
i'm standing in
that building,
right now.
after years of wondering,

today is the
day i finally figured
out what was
behind the glass.
and like so much
of this,
i wish i'd never
found out


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