Every morning the maple leaves.
Every morning another chapter where the hero shifts
from one foot to the other. Every morning the same big
and little words all spelling out desire, all spelling out
You will be alone always and then you will die.So maybe I wanted to
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(Hello. Did Joanna pass on my invite to you for Saturday night?)
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