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IS IT NOT CONCEIVABLE THIS WORLD COULD BE ANY WAY WHATEVER Fragments of knowledge you acquire I pose for someone else's portrait ("Laura"); If you have it keep it, keep
__ LOOK I'M TIRED OF NOT KNOWING MY OWN WAY
Whether it's "red right returning" fastened to dead weight, help you through this let me go let me let me hold. I have to wait or I need more help or I've underestimated what cold is or distance or dregs dried to the cup it's after six & I
__ I wanted to tell my side of the story, but it turned out there was no story.
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