St. Cloud, Minnesota is where my heart is. I left it there while visiting a friend just about three months ago now. It's a place that just about anyone can fit in or call home for a season or two. The world has seen the pictures, but it retains it's desire to be tucked away.
With the sun in
The forcipes of an ageless night,
The flashes of the sunrise,
Taken with a camera,
Are as vauge as the oxygen that
Escapes this lonely city.
From the mother's that
Read to discover the sound of
Their voice,
To the unwanted who
Just want a place to call home,
St. Cloud escapes the world
With it's koda chrome.
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