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this was on some random chunk of paper.
Post Meridian.
I seriously won't take this place and time
All I taste is the bitter lives of people driving by.
Look at dirty innocence as it passes.
Cold and damp against my face.
Flip the pillow.
so I can get to sleep.
This post meridians left its trace.
Post Meridian.
I seriously won't take this place and time
All I taste is the bitter lives of people driving by.
Look at dirty innocence as it passes.
Cold and damp against my face.
Flip the pillow.
so I can get to sleep.
This post meridians left its trace.