Because I’m 5 minutes into a 40 minute hike
And I’m ten minutes into listening to your strife
Go and launch into all the demons that you fought
Lament lunatics and defenders of the bloodstained cross
Hoping I’ll absolve what we both cannot see
You don’t know what’s between the oaks and me
Not a conduit to condone your droning beliefs
Maybe peace will come if you turn and leave me be.
Tuesday’s Walk

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