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Moving,riding, dysthymically along I semi-smiled at a girl on each block Everytime we were made to stop The attractive ones The same broken clock Giving the correct time twice Once daily, again in the dark morning for twenty years Christ Sorry, no you don't qualify I lied about the smile.
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May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011 at 8:26 PM UTC
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Moving,riding, dysthymically along I semi-smiled at a girl on each block Everytime we were made to stop The attractive ones The same broken clock Giving the correct time twice Once daily, again in the dark morning for twenty years Christ Sorry, no you don't qualify I lied about the smile.
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May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011 at 8:26 PM UTC
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