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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