SO FAST
Things go so fast around here
I'm surprised they last : that
tree-house will be gone in a
minute; the garage door you're
painting, I give it a year. No
figuring for what determines
that: everything in motion,
constant, and the fool-old-globe
always spinning. Everything
happens at once, so we all don't
notice and just figure it's the same.
But our staying still isn't that at all.
We're just all cracking up together.
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