I want to know you still
when you've been to all the placed you've mentioned
realized that the job you had was the one that you'd keep
wondered if that was good
wondered if you'd done anything right
finally grown a beard and didn't need it anymore
hated yourself
forgotten who you were before you were a father
become your father
decided about love
I want to forget where we met,
to identify only with the store front
where we meet
and say nothing that can change anything
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