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Most of allI like driving,Alone at night,With the radio off and no seat belt,And if the moon is bright,No headlights either,And inside that windshield sealed vacuumI float through my eyesOver ...

And it’s not long the day, I try to live, In moments and clear, The sun falls though Every time, And I used to think, A lot, But not so ...

I held it, As it poured out and left I cleared the dirt. The sand, The mud, From eyes, Once, Like mine, Like yours, From nostrils And lips ...

If they ask, Wide eyed is stupid easy, And I hear coins Like teeth, hitting the floor, And whispers hiss between fingers, As her hand finds a face, I’ll hide, ...

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I met your parents, your brothers, your sister, It's one of those things… They think they have to, but really I'd rather not, I thought you were pretty at first, ...

well I've seen colors and hands and faces, all blues and sullen purples, And one time I watched one change like moonlight to a summer night and that was one ...