and so the six dullest weeks of the year arrive
winter break
back to the homeland
with late night television sessions
no car
little chance to escape
no money, no job
little adventures
people that refuse to leave their houses
people that refuse to bend the rules
back to the land where no one wishes to do anything
aside from stay home and obey
away from all the people i wish i could spend the break with
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hello, i love you, won't you tell me your name hello, i'm good for nothing will you love me just the same?

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