I reckon that's about enough excitement for one lifetime
Me and Hope are heading to the Italian countryside
Gonna find us a little stone house somewhere out in the hills
Sit on the porch
Drink coffee while we're still allowed
Read Virgil
Watch the sun come up over the olive trees
Pray in the woods
Mind our business
And leave the radio frequencies to somebody else
No spirit box apps
No flashing lights
No mysterious words coming through static
No modern foolishness
Just me
Hope
A cup of coffee
And enough Roman poetry to worry the neighbors
If anybody asks where we went
Tell them we got tired
And the Roman countryside finally came and claimed us
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