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today i woke up on a matress in my living room. i wake up, and see that edward leonard goldfarb has sent me a text message apologizing about him not picking up last night when he told me to call at the 7th inning stretch at the Ems game, and i did. he had to get up early this morning, so he didn't pick up (it was like 12 his time). this makes me
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The gutters are dry
The summer is over
My bones are inside
This dance is difficult
This dance is hard
This makes me wanna spin
'Round in the yard
Asleep in my bedroom
My eyes open wide
I hope i get out soon
Get lost in the tide
This dance is difficult
This dance is hard
This makes me wanna spin
'Round in the yard
And when i get thirsty
From drinking the ocean
And my blood is burning
From all the commotion
This dance is difficult
This dance is hard
This makes me wanna spin
'Round in the yard
Love is an arrow
Shot through the sky
The streets are all narrow
The rivers are wide
This dance is difficult
This dance is hard
This makes me wanna spin
'Round in the yard
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