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Each Word That’s Spoken Loses Altitude, Everything You Think Is Quietly Booed A Busy Mind Screams Out Across A Night Sky, On Earth You’re Just A Little Bit Shy People We Know Become Strangers You’ve Never Met, You Sometimes Ask Them for Change at The Launderette
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 8:28 AM UTC
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