I came home to a dream
an obvious american dream
my legs took me to the midwest
I met with a tribe of friends I didn't
know I had
We smoked a long pipe and bragged
of the ways we'd already been high
I could see that things hadn't changed
things were moving along
stagnate and compliant to the mores
that I'd left before
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