no direction. ann arbor is the loneliest place to be lonely. rain slapping the window panes. they weren't building a treehouse, they were cutting the tree down. i want more meaning, or purpose.
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, love, don't lose it! build your own.
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