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spilling
you fell in love with your best friend, my friend you fell in love with them before you knew yourself, my friend
Wobbly Hills
at times i take part in an involuntary fast and bore myself to death!
¡Oye! ¡Oye!
i got up as i lay i from my throat came out a faint song i fell back, crushed
Hep Geri Gidiyorum
Hep geri gidiyorum Hep geri gidiyorum
trees entropy
the rooted undergrowth of trees all talk with each other just to humour themselves
Kolp
Yellow, a little girl, said: in your pocket he be!
the food
i have a friend, i just find him so funny he says,
White Birds
a flock of birds white above my head, always in another direction they head
skeletal entity
Stop running away from me I know you're afraid of what i might be
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