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In the morning, light might clean you out/I'm sad that time escapes me/It pushes ahead of me all day/Remind me what I could've been/I feel the faster I'm going/The more I am slowing down/I'm the focus of the bring down/I'm the one who captures what he lost/And turns it around (john frusciante, "saturation")

Thursday, December 29, 2011

and boy this has got to be the life,
skipping stones with eyes closed
just wondering why
you live across a gap

Posted by maggie at 5:27 AM

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maggie: new york state, United States; "i'm made of mountains, made of metal, made of whiskey, and waves."

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