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some days walk past me like shoes in a lost costco wake up late, it's 9 AM somewhere so it's not like you slept in. beauty in the backwards dance of corrugated cardboard contact lenses seeing what I see like I see see see, for Godsakes all I need to do is see. once.
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 5:07 PM UTC
hangover solipsism (overthought thought of me thinking about the nature of thought)
some days walk past me like shoes in a lost costco wake up late, it's 9 AM somewhere so it's not like you slept in. beauty in the backwards dance of corrugated cardboard contact lenses seeing what I see like I see see see, for Godsakes all I need to do is see. once.
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 5:07 PM UTC
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