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Going for coffee, when the heat is strong. Chained to this table, humming this song. Christmas dinner is in Mexico, New Years on Mars. Making love to the depression, that’s been here from the start. There's women in the windows, they are all scarred. I should have seen it coming, but the heat was not strong.
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Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 5:20 AM UTC
Going for coffee
Going for coffee, when the heat is strong. Chained to this table, humming this song. Christmas dinner is in Mexico, New Years on Mars. Making love to the depression, that’s been here from the start. There's women in the windows, they are all scarred. I should have seen it coming, but the heat was not strong.
james-29
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Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 5:20 AM UTC
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