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Feb 16, 2004 23:27

Pick Up The Phone. You know
this place, you know this
gloom? We've been here
before. When life is a loop,
you're in a room without a door.
"Trouble that we've come to
know that will stay with us", with
every step it slowly grows. Rub
off the rust. Pick up the phone
and answer at last. Today
I will step out of your past.

-The Notwist
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