Your cousin called me after you had been missing from my life for a week.
A cryptic note during that time revealed your inability to handle even a low-maintenance
situation.
18 bands had your imaginary attention, while mine was on your wife singing to me in
the front yard of a home that I would never be a part of.
And a few strange moments later, I had blisters everywhere you had ever touched me.
My face was almost unrecognizable.
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