i'm sitting in my room half awake on the floor because thats how close i was in the blue room, and i'm looking up at the ceiling fan pretending its yours, hoping you'll walk in with a cup of coffee and plans for the morning, or maybe even just a piece of toast. I went through the folder i made for music and took all the paper out that reminds me of
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