I won't make much of it.
I promise.
But I'm travelling into the future tonight.
Across state lines,
as if I were on the lam.
But I'm not.
I'm a simple guy,
singing songs aloud, off-key,
with girls I won't date,
and guys I won't see again after here.
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i like your poems.
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