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I typically wander into the tropics of my skull Where the need for adventure lies And the thoughts that keep me alive are caged up I hear if you stay away for the tropical parts of your mind Your dome turns as thin and fragile as paper And all the thoughts that keep you sane-- die
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
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I typically wander into the tropics of my skull Where the need for adventure lies And the thoughts that keep me alive are caged up I hear if you stay away for the tropical parts of your mind Your dome turns as thin and fragile as paper And all the thoughts that keep you sane-- die
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
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