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It’s all very elusive, by nature I believe Such things aren’t easily avoided, like carrying guns in pockets so deep you loose track Have you ever woken up too early? And the smell of dew seems like the most important detail thats ever been contemplated on? You must stop overanalyzing it There is always more coffee to be made, letters to be written, opinions to morph Don’t read your battered copy of Jane Eyre swollen with thoughts of self-pity It’s uncharacteristic The heat always seems perforable in the cold Do remember that Do remember your bad habit of assuming the worse of yourself Sometimes good luck is just that, not everything must be turned into homicide
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
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It’s all very elusive, by nature I believe Such things aren’t easily avoided, like carrying guns in pockets so deep you loose track Have you ever woken up too early? And the smell of dew seems like the most important detail thats ever been contemplated on? You must stop overanalyzing it There is always more coffee to be made, letters to be written, opinions to morph Don’t read your battered copy of Jane Eyre swollen with thoughts of self-pity It’s uncharacteristic The heat always seems perforable in the cold Do remember that Do remember your bad habit of assuming the worse of yourself Sometimes good luck is just that, not everything must be turned into homicide
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
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