wears
off,
i'll be back in touch, okay?
i'll
make things
right.
i'll apologize
for what i said the other
night.
i'll even
open the door when
your arrive
with your
tuna casserole,
and mincemeat pie.
just give me time,
some
room to clear my head
and get back
to normal,
my normal, just a mere
foot outside
the twilight zone.
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