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My headphones are broken. The music comes in muffled, from only one ear. It's soothing. But it carries no weight. No substance. The words don't make sense. I can barely make them out. It sounds familiar, and I'm nostalgic for the blurry memory, In the back of my mind. The full song watches and listens, And matters so much more. But my headphones are broken, And it doesn't sound the same.
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 2:35 PM UTC
Your Song
My headphones are broken. The music comes in muffled, from only one ear. It's soothing. But it carries no weight. No substance. The words don't make sense. I can barely make them out. It sounds familiar, and I'm nostalgic for the blurry memory, In the back of my mind. The full song watches and listens, And matters so much more. But my headphones are broken, And it doesn't sound the same.
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 2:35 PM UTC
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