Framed in Winter: Spectacles, Perspectives, Seeing What’s Real Gabe Miller
It’s been three weeks now, And I don’t see the bars anymore.
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What have I got, a new look? sharper, clearer maybe cleaner I’ve had time to think about the mud and it’s Real— I see it now The hues pop and maybe it’s not so dirty either They told me it’s just a new frame and you’ve got time to think about the decision Well you don’t get it—I was confident but now I’m not so sure It isn’t the time—I said I don’t even notice the bars anymore I told you it’s just when i look outside all i see is white print by
Jacob Hopcraft