Where did you go, Toledo? I just wanna talk. I'm an open tank of ears. And I've got a mouth full of exiting butterflies, dying to get inside of your ears. If only you would ask. Call me, let's hang, let's look at stars, let's get some coffee, let's just talk and talk and talk, 'til four in the morning. (or three-thirty) What do you say
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