Huge Sale


All these signs;
I never took down
Are misleading people,
Mainly myself.
Let's kiss and make up.
But you took that sign down,
Now I lost my arrow,
My direction.
Where's the "Huge Sale" now?
With the furniture
And maybe a wedding dress?
I thought I saw it,
Or could I have passed it?
But maybe I missed it.
Wrong day,
Wrong year,
Wrong lifetime.

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