Stuck at home?
Sounds like a dream!
Not quite that,
You see:
We all push buttons,
we all have routines.
They constantly collide
in our breaking machine.
We do with what we have.
We design the house for study.
Our family feuds,
splits but can embrace
all that was wrong
in the first place.
Please understand:
One weekend is fine;
At one month, we draw the line.
We knew outside.
We need to be outside.
We can’t just see other eyes.
We want to see others.
We want to do summer.
Sit tight…

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