Where are you and how are you doing?
Something just tells me to stay here with what you left
Following my gut is something I don’t do lightly
Nope I, in fact, crash right into the garden
Every fucking time dude
I wish I could know you so I could know
Without ever asking
Mostly, are you okay?
Safe
You crazy little renegade
Crazy knows crazy okay?
Well this is me sending you some good times
Sometime
I hope
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