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Call of duty.

My fingers feel like the fireflies I never saw this summer The fog in my brain is stronger than Gotham City’s But a comic book reference is so lame. I can feel you already wanting to loosely pull my hair as you whisper cheat codes into my hair. I will always wake up and arrive.
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Oct 8, 2020
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