my stupid fallible mute fingers type out meaningless vowels and hissing consants that fail to paint word pictures of any concequence, and leave me empty like shot glasses turned upside down on the bar, and everyones saying different things to me different things to me, under this chandilier of stars and atmosphere, see people floating spinning
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Wow, wow, wow.
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