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[night_like_this]

we speak in the store im a sensitive bore and youre marketly more and im oozing surprise. but its late in the day and youre well on your way what was golden went gray and im suddenly shy. and the gathering floozies afford to be choosy and all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide. i have read the right books to interpret your looks you were

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[glitterwontflow]

I was thisclose to posting those lyrics in the past week...