home is on the highway living on soft bread and solace-
now that im alone i feel the lonely brokenness
of all the wicked avenues i've ever sold my love on-
no one would understand me
maybe i should go and live amongst the animals
spend all my time amongst the animals
that must be the key!! i must leave here.
must leave my old self behind.
i must journey.
must take care of myself.
i must follow the animals
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