i keep waiting for the great American dream
to open up it's doors.
but they reman locked,
chain bolted.
maybe there's a way in over the back fence,
then what?
do i just become apart of it?
maybe i knock on the door,
and sell em some of my girl scout cookies,
then disappear.
now it's a part of me
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