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I map the north south shift of seasons
the east west flow of time
sleep beside a graveyard
breaking with your sex


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The garden birds
must be very hungry today
It's like Peckadilly Circus out there!


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I'm never going to make friends again
it's a pile of shit
and I hate you


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How come my thoughts flitter
in sync with that common blue?
I call them magic blue


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You're putting me on.
No, I'm putting my clothes on.
Go put the toast on.



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