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Tyler Armstrong Oct 2014
If you're my crisp tomorrow
then i am the moment

lay your hollow body

next to mine
cut by the moon

i am time
to float off soon

silver mists carry

so cut me here
above your frozen oceans

send me mudslid
into the rain

no bull rides today
Fall 2006

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