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Talking about that girl
That one time
She lives somewhere near my mind
And she's still a bad idea
Still
Always a little bit mine
That carmina burana
Phantom of the opera
Crescendo and crescendo and
It cannot sustain
But
Oh, what a refrain -
both hands
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Book bugs
Book bugs are commas that walk. -
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It's October and it's Fall!
Come red, come rust, come silver rain upon our dust
Our heads held high, synaptic sigh
I am filled with life and love and lust
your poetic license has been suspended, kim. noooooo!
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