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last year's hangover Morning Star blind without the ride of imbibing libations words bled dry in powdered thought desiccated emotion won't rehydrate unsalted and I just ain't in the mood shoulda had that drink winning every battle lost in war I can't see but scars burn deep courting failure with fear why fight fate in altered perceptions that are all real enough to feel in a world where the only thing concrete is thought... bled dry in last year's hangover
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Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
smoke 'em if you got 'em and be on your way
last year's hangover Morning Star blind without the ride of imbibing libations words bled dry in powdered thought desiccated emotion won't rehydrate unsalted and I just ain't in the mood shoulda had that drink winning every battle lost in war I can't see but scars burn deep courting failure with fear why fight fate in altered perceptions that are all real enough to feel in a world where the only thing concrete is thought... bled dry in last year's hangover
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Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
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