oh, beautiful. these photos remind me of something. i will send it to you soon.
i live in a nice little place called the treehouse, along with flying squirrels and stray mice that wake me at night. i wish it was across the street from you.
mama said the future is wide open like the truck bed where brother broke his arm; father said that jesus was hid under a rock i never found out which rock but i turned them all over
oh, beautiful. these photos remind me of something. i will send it to you soon.
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