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So what goes up keeps going up. Yellow trainers buy I had to by the Ross the shop. That was the dream the deviation. Hoping on the 30, jumping off the Venice. Dreaming. The balance on the account, catastrophic but Barry said all will be fine. The grove played on the radio, the screen radiated the future. And the fish kept fishing. In the dormitory, in the stories. Maybe too good too be true but we kept pushing because what other choice did we have. The dreams, changing the world with one embrace to another. And who wouldn't want to be us anyway. Sat at the library and wrote a letter. Things were not going the way that should. Was it all just the dream. Those few blocks away from what what the paradise was supposed to be?T hostel, the bus. No other place to go. Jump into the car and drive back to the desert? We just got out of that town. So the choice was one. To keep going. To take walks. To inhale the breeze. To take a photo of the sunset. To step back to the past and find the clues into the future. To live.