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[bentakesonnafta]

When I met you, I only saw a red guitar, but not red lights and drunken nights spent swindling a subterranean Brooklyn out of a little integrity. You were on a stage with a brown (or black) strap around your shoulder, a PJ cover tune in your ambition, a brown (or black) tanktop, and a brown (not black) ponytail. We make fun of each other for this

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[roofwalking]

only a little bit late, 'cause i dropped the food processor lid on my foot making olive hummus at five am while you slept. this paragraph of yrs is sweet as shit, you are still asleep, and everything was brown then except my ponytail, which was blonde. i hammer loudly at the keyboard; i hope i don't wake you til the afternoon.

[wordasobject]

i sure miss you guys, mom and dad.
your son,
tj