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Tight lipped.
Circuit tripped. When why we're here Might disappear. Go have a cig Or flip your wig. Give me a kiss. It's what I miss. No wonder why It's tears we cry In the abyss. Alone in this. Around, beside, The water, wide. The canyons, deep. Now get some sleep. When you awake, The pond, a lake. To feel the now, And not know how, Though just believe The truths we weave Into a coat. It's cold on the boat. The other shore Waits ever more. But on this bluff, Is just enough 8/3/26 ZONE S4E11
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