I was thinking about it again the other day I'm not sure of
I can't remember the name
It was down the street
from my apartment
and I used to go by there
pretty often
once a month or so
It was set
back from my street
by a courtyard garden
with a winding path
a stone gazebo
and four or five trees
it had beautiful tall windows
and red stone walls
I never went inside
It was clear to me that
I should keep it
as it was
in my imagination
the most peaceful place
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"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already.