i ran into your photograph. i miss you. you and those crystal clear brown eyes. come to my house and say it was all misunderstanding. take me away for three weeks. or just fall asleep with me on the golf course, until the dew soaks our clothing and the sky turns gray with morning.
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- taking notes.
- no lies.
- hungry for life.
- from an empty cubicle.
- just throw it away.
- and it's all right.
- summer and all.
- a mom, a dad, a son, a dog, a white picket fence.
- out the door.
- photographs and love letters.
- and in the morning.
- everything is nothing at all.
- who would have known.
- a brand new bouqet of flowers.
- oh why hello there.
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