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Hanging Ferns

Were I to have you just a few more days...
 
I'd spend all my money on hanging ferns.
 
I'd stick up a Bed Bath and beyond and take every stick of incense they had.
 
I'd drink all the tea in the world, and I'd stack jars of peanut butter to the ceiling.  
 
I'd paint every building from LA to New York that shade of yellow that you love.
 
I'd sit up with you and read to you for hours and hours, and camp by the side of every road in the continental United States.
 
I'd move to Denmark with you and hike mountains all while listening to every song that even remotely reminded me of you.
 
Id sit with you and talk for hours, and you know I don't talk much.
 
Most of all I'd try to make you as happy as you make me. I say try because that's a pretty high bar you set.
Written by HedonsHerald (Alexander Johnson)
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