Ist 4 the day

I said I should look for jobs

I’d be looking for God

But I’d rather write something for you to read

I’d rather tell you how much I need

The love and things we create

Would fate have it that your in my dreams

Not the nightmares but the future plans

I’ll let my words saturate

In backrooms and attics

And soon I will share this love that’s fermented

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