I think about your bedroom.
That mysterious mysterious place.
I wish I was more vocal about my curiosity.
I wish I asked all the questions that were immediate in my head.
Who all the people in the photos were.
What all the little knick knacks and stuff and little awesomes and hey-cools were.
Wish wish I actually asked you.
Wanted to know. Really did.
Always felt like you’d feel uncomfortable telling me.
Oh why oh why oh why
Your bedroom was an amazing astounding place.
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