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[mrbrightsde]

I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.
In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest.
I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees
and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.I am becoming very Conor-Oberst-Oriented

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[maureenbegley]

I year 340