The Wall.Me, I realize that I am a good man and deserve a good stack.
for too long the idea was a light through a wet tree...
the branches are a fun way to grow; just know where your roots
are and you should be in a basic beat.
He's a military dork like me. he had a great time just
running errands, those late night runs.
And then I got used to being elbow deep
into the nearest wall putting our mouths
so close, so close, so stumbling in the dark.
He leaves me now in the bright field, basking in the sun.
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