The time to have put away certain memory foamed longings may have already passed years ago. Sitting in driveways (always someone else’s) and staring at the damage of front lawns made a mockery of by cell phone towers in the distance transforming simplicity by stunting our dreams, lost roads and small blessings- all that the …
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