And it’s like I’ve committed here on this bleached beach at this bleached table to use my time in a certain way No, it’s not like – it is I have used my time here for better or for worse What might I do when I come to when I come to And you’ve found a dead bird with collar and tag And in you is stirred a proxy bought loss for this winged thing could be from no place you have heard from some place absurd A dog, you’d’ve preferred
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