The I N S I D E

The outside is cold….but…
so is the I N S I D E,
what kind of inside am i talking about?
it’s the one between Dean st. and Bergan st,
it can dark….dark like the window cell inside,
it can leave u as dry as the Sahara desert,
the I N S I D E,
But, it can also be as sweet as the cotton candy that it sells o a nice sunny day,
it can leave u as happy as u are on christmas,
But don’t cross it or …….. The I N S I D E

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