but what if i took you away
from searching through the lincoln exhibit,
trying to find what you're looking for and told you,
LOOK AT ME.
i think you might still be upset that i stole you away
from admiring your tall brother,
your funny feet, your grand adventure.
and you wouldn't see me, standing in front of you.
'it's a only a lamppost!'
no, no can't you see?
that is so much more than just a light in the middle of the city.
how could you think it made things safer?
'It's Snowing In April!'
WHAT?
what are you fighting about?
you have nothing to fight about.
you have nothing to fight for.

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