You want what you can’t have, but choose not to fight
for it. I wonder why you tell someone you miss me-who I used to be, the walks down the unpaved roads and into the forest behind the gym, but can’t tell me. Guys
will be guys- stone walled creatures with hard hearts
and bad backs, but you know you could talk to me.
No one will hear you now.
It’s a phone ringing and ringing and ringing.
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