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the blue light is only going to get brighter
clocks tell the sun what to do

and we go back inside and everything is alright

events

watching water race down the curb,
no streets up here.
roads are dirt.
santa fe, this morning
after nightmares have their say
its back to the computer
smoking pot in hopes of supressing the sweating and crying
boys dont cry

thats why youre always getting high