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i was shaking like a stuck drum
when the time comes you won't have to wonder why
outside your temperamental dad's house
in a borrowed car we learned to be adults
learned to touch and drink and smoke what we could smoke
i talked you out of faith and then i let you go
walls that won't return the flashlight
i say whatever culpability is mine
there's two ways to make something seem smaller
make it smaller or make everything else tall
maybe you'll think of me when the tall begin to fall
or maybe forgive me for settling on being small
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