Inbetween filters

My right hand man tells me in Italy

When we get back to New York-I should be

his left hand girl and just take it easy

I’m slowly learning to do what feels good

And it feels good to roam around like this

With you all the countries we seek are home

In these months I’ve moved lost some old friends too

Hard times turned to goo made way for the new

Things are looking up I am on the mend

Such are the ways of family love friends

Inbetween filters

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