For now, I am with you.
For once, I am listening to you,
Seeking details in your point of view.
You feel no need to shop for books.
You lack the toughness for the woods.
You lack the patience for baked goods.
You prefer the TV's to the firefly's
glow.
It's times like these I start to know
Where, in the future, I will go.
For now, I am with you,
If only to learn how to
Stay the hell away from you.
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