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you lay on your bed, you are naked. i can see you through a fogged window or a blurry tv screen. as you leave, i can hear the angelic sound of ancient church music spilling out of your shoes. you walk along, i feel your body moving closer to me but it is walking the opposite direction. i tell you how i feel we are two people standing in the same pair of feet. you remind me how we are on opposite hemispheres.
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
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you lay on your bed, you are naked. i can see you through a fogged window or a blurry tv screen. as you leave, i can hear the angelic sound of ancient church music spilling out of your shoes. you walk along, i feel your body moving closer to me but it is walking the opposite direction. i tell you how i feel we are two people standing in the same pair of feet. you remind me how we are on opposite hemispheres.
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
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