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you wish you knew where you could walk off to -to Night: half-drunk- staggering cigarettes- slamming a- streetlight shimmering view of two- sidewalks snaking- who?- what few friends you have are all sleeping or dead or in your own head and all the bars close too soon... (you stop) intentionless on the edge of your bed with the final four cigarettes and that ******* song still in your head
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 7:03 PM UTC
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you wish you knew where you could walk off to -to Night: half-drunk- staggering cigarettes- slamming a- streetlight shimmering view of two- sidewalks snaking- who?- what few friends you have are all sleeping or dead or in your own head and all the bars close too soon... (you stop) intentionless on the edge of your bed with the final four cigarettes and that ******* song still in your head
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 7:03 PM UTC
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