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my existence cannot be accounted for by myself or by anyone I've met you lined the median with all of my mugshots so I could revel in past failures my car seemed to drive itself to your house I came bearing gifts but they washed away in the rain when they knocked on your door I had nothing to say
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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my existence cannot be accounted for by myself or by anyone I've met you lined the median with all of my mugshots so I could revel in past failures my car seemed to drive itself to your house I came bearing gifts but they washed away in the rain when they knocked on your door I had nothing to say
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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