I am leaving this town, moving to Berlin, Germany. And each day that passes, each day I get closer to the move, I get more corrupted. Promising words I put into my mouth but what does my heart say? Nothing. And still I talk and play and give and take. Cant stay absent. Oh God, please make this over soon. I want to be calm, uninteresting. The gift
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brainy part of you is still in vacation
perhaps?
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