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Dec 2012
You're going to make me lose my mind,
but I'm okay with that. I love you for that.
Take me someplace new. Set up a homestead
                                                (under my skull)
Plant your garden on my sara bellum. Grow.
Let's **** my life and make a baby.
Bring it up in a new home;
a home in the mind (my) forrest.
Building, building, and building.
                                              (something worthwhile)
I'll take you to the hardware store.
Climb a ladder over me; or a dozen
each taller than the latter.

(stay tall)
Chris Rodgers
Written by
Chris Rodgers  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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