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Her online dating profile said she was "Outdoorsy".
She asked if I wanted to go camping.
I told her, "No, I'm done camping."
I spent enough years sleeping outside,
and even more sleeping in the dirt.
It wasn't all bad.

I got to sleep with the stars and wake up with the sun.
once I woke up in the middle of a circle of deer.
I opened my eyes and the fawn looked at me, and I smiled.
She nodded at me, I swear to god she did.
Then she nudged her little ones awake, and they went off to find another spot so I could get ready for the day.

I've encountered ghosts along the rivers, and thieves among their banks.
I've never successfully started a fire without the aid of Gasoline,
    and it cost me the title of King of the Hobos one year.
Even as a homeless guy, I was mediocre.
I'm good at some things though.
I have references, I told her.

The next day, she deleted me from her favorites list.
you promised me
my heart's desire
then
gave me a flame
when
my heart wanted fire
 Sep 2016 LycanTheThrope
Solfadri
Southern trees still bear strange fruit,
but not so common are they now.
The fruit has adapted and spread.
It infects the mind and distorts sight.
It grows like weeds on the sides of the roads,
and spreads like wildfire in the hearts of men.
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