Uncertain

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You are uncertain,
like your apartment's curtains.
white, blue and green
face was like a scene
eyes were acquamarine
saw you at the local bar
of the downtown scene.

But where have you been?
what have you seen?
your picture says you're still a teen
i hope its the truth, i hope you're still young.

Like my old sister, Lana,
i moved from Seattle to Atlanta.

I see you while laying in bed,
i said
i'll never understand your head
i dream at night, about telling you about
what i read about Ted and Fred in a glance.
but you never said,
anything else.

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