large stock from Oakland

Everywhere I go, I go to scavenge the things
leaving little stores deprived of memories.
I lost and found,
keeping time ahead of me,
dashing towards the corners of some misty past.

And then I suddenly remembered,
the time that I listened to "Wish Me Happiness" repeatedly for tens of times,
underneath a wall of unfamiliar stars.

"I am happy, really happy,
and yet I feel entangled.
His shoulder lends me support,
making me unable to

ABORT.

"