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On the fading walls
Are sunbleached photographs
They remind me of the places that I'm not

And I'm thinking of you
And maybe when I'm home
I will find my hopings are true

Now you talk to me
About all your mundanities

Maybe in a month
Or maybe in a year or two
Or maybe not at all
We will become

Asleep when you're awake
And dreaming of the day
When I dig a hole to Lansing from Hanoi

Some romantic comedy
Is filling my computer screen
And every time Meg Ryan speaks
Your face is all I see

Still you talk to me
And keep me thinking, maybe

Maybe in a month
Or maybe in a year or two
Or maybe not at all
We will become

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from Anachrony in Everything, released November 30, 2015

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