we’ve been doing a looking back:
at the things we’ve done. the
squirrels we’ve
the ones that
escaped. the tragedy and
mystery of tree climbing.
the sadness of a
disappearing critter. the
smells. my
god, the smells.
we’ve put time
into somma dat reflecting, and
we’ve done somma dat howling over
the lost things. and we’re ready for the
looking forward.
bring all of that shit on.
bring it on, and then
bring it on

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