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Not shaken, endlessly, mistaken, dead. In nature I am sly, when thinking rather shy. Decisions in less than a day, like whether or not you're going to stay, should all be made alone on roofs. I am the one who goofs. Now please don't run away. I can also take the check and pay. You think of saying bye, your clock says time to go back to my not taken, hopelessly, forsaken, bed.
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
The f word
Not shaken, endlessly, mistaken, dead. In nature I am sly, when thinking rather shy. Decisions in less than a day, like whether or not you're going to stay, should all be made alone on roofs. I am the one who goofs. Now please don't run away. I can also take the check and pay. You think of saying bye, your clock says time to go back to my not taken, hopelessly, forsaken, bed.
Daan
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
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