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Photo blasts

And camera shoots

My dress is ripping

Comedy and Sopranos reboot

The world is slipping

And at home

I cannot touch the door

And the kids

And all we were

We’re dandelion echoes

And suddenly my worlds have been parted into 4 and childhood staked for 1 more and now there’s many.

All, just mine.

Move quickly, I’ve been lazy.