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You cornered me between the book case and the wall, And whispered something like... "Wordstastebestfollowedbyakiss." I thought the same thing about cigarettes. About Georgia, about falling. .... And then I thought about the jammed arm on the record player. And if the dog needed to go for a walk. And how I really don't want to clean the bathroom at work. Or any bathroom, ever, really. Thought after thought came and left my mind... And now I only think about going back.
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