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Jul 2015
I just deleted forty lines.
I haven't snorted one in ages.
I tell them all I'm high on life.
Can't tell the difference between criminals and sages.
Not to stake a claim on anything.
Not to shake a leg or anything.
Not to say I'm not really here,
but just dreaming.
Somebody pinch me.
Wait, didn't you already say that? (Didn't I already imagine you saying that?) Haven't I already given a response to that? Why aren't we floating yet?
JDK
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JDK  36/M/Japan
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