Hallmark

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my dad would swing me on the bay all frozen over
in a basket with a rope and with my sister
steady business in a time of corporatized nostalgia
be sure the thoughts that close your throat
were never theirs but are your own

count down to a launch for me
cardboard spaceship 3 2 1 hit green
when I was a little kid
I’d sit alone and make shit up
oh god forbid

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from Here Comes Washer, released January 22, 2016

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tags: rock New York

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