Today, I was talking to my brother Ben. I haven't seen him in a long while.
I had a flashback, while talking to him, with my 2 young boys.
"I remember I was sitting under the wagon in-was it nebraska?"
Ben, I remember you walking down some open road
I told Ben I want my boys to hear. I want them to know the kind of stock they spring from.
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