I remember,
we were sitting on the front porch.
I remember,
mom was knitting on something old.
I recall and then,
we started singing on our fresh fold.
I remember,
suiting up from fabrics of forge.
Do you remember?
The way I recall, from a Fender?
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I remember,
You, standing on the front row.
Do you remember,
sending me your throne's glow?
I remember,
from a phone which you sold.
I remember,
me singing for your thrown gold.
Do you remember?
switching grazes, when my chords were,
changing and you were twisting on a fold stone?