Now we can swim any day in november

[transcendental7]

time it was and what a time it was it was
a time of innocence, a time of confidences
long ago it must be, i have a photograph
preserve your memories, they're all that's left you

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[unsane_parasite]

"photographs and brightly colored paper, are your mask you wear in this caper, that is our life, we walk right into the strife, and a tear from your eye brings me home."