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Dig deep. The quiet
days are still there...
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i remember that day vividly;
he looked at the price tag of...
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To have
someone raise their eyebrows...
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when the sky blossoms mauve,
the words we marinated with...
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I
When I saw...
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I'm not a murderer, I
swear. The buzzing was...
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This land is not
mine or...
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I anchored my faith to you.
My feet stopped kicking cold...
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This dance we do is out of step
No harmony and no respect...
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Echoing up the street,
a busker's trumpet...
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If you’re the
dark...
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Feet walk slowly, through muddy grass
and Popsicle sticks...