when the one-ways collide with the map that you folded wrong, and the route you abandoned is always the path that you probably should be upon. when the bottle-cap ashtrays and intimate's ears are all full with results of your breath, and the threads of your fear are unfurled with the tiniest pull. one more time, try.
stand with your hands in your
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keep it real.
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any time would be great...
yeah... anytime you want...
now would even be good... yeah
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