Clothes hang off of shoulders and limbs like thick black curtains and I've given up on questioning my attractions. Heartograms convince me to dust off old CDs that I had listened to once or twice before as a favor for a former friend. The lyrics don't feel as cheesy or trite because I know he listens to the same ones. His voice gives off a subtle
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