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When the clouds reached they moon they seemed to anchorlike ships saying good bye one last timeover at Girl Harbor where we'd sing songs about coming ..
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Inside of myself I am starting to thinkthat this exploration is more like an adventureor than a lesson.Like when I turn the doorknob slowly enough to ..
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Yes her heart is drippingat the same pitch as the roofI haven't fixed the faucet yet.No, today i'll be finding tempos in raindropsand losing my mind.I..
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When I let the engine die,it made me think again aboutthe way you make that sound when you are done speaking.I thought about how I couldn't' let it go..
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When the time is here there will be a moment you wastedrising to the surface,pulled back to a cornercondensed in considerationof whether or not to sta..
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Add it to the book, another shroud of evidence you took,ripped the pages and shaved bits of spinelike at the museum that nightwhere you were afraid to..
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When I woke to nothing new,again, decided to make up the clues.I stared alone for a whilebefore my eyes got wide enough to go outside.You answer slow ..
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I'm thinking I'll wind down for the night,that clocks still not ticking right.By that timeyou get here,the problems so clear,and it'll probablytell me..
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What do you call this mess?By now the basement will be floodedand everything that you wanted will drown once again.I've never wanted no lessthan to pr..
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I didn't know you thenbut in a way I'd seen you before.Grandfathered these shores without much of a chorenow this frame is all I know.Laziness is hard..
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