Twenty one and one-half years ago
I woke up crying in
I’ll start with you.
If you start with me.
We could start
Shoot me in the face.
I’ll shoot you in the face.
We’ll
I want to cry.
I want to cry.
I want to lay
Do you remember the smell of when the rain would
His mind was keen but his face was mean and
The funnest game we ever play
Is thinking of where we
Follow me into the sea.
We’ll see a fish or two.
We’ll
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