you were there for just a second, the world’s friend they send in lowest places that stretch like obscure plains of rich saturation. the places ones would only see in the movies and you say no one comes around that’s why you like it and I forget what that’s like in my little box town [it’s not small enough] and I have no idea if you’re not far away now but a little note I thought of you and you took me for a truck ride in my mind and we went everywhere and I woke up when I saw your home and I’m in mine. Soothing to know my night terrors were because of the risk part of hanging out with you. grab the whole branch, not just a little bit!
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