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Still can remember what you did. your eyes full of discomfort, bare foot
in a public washroom. spill on me your nostalgia like warm water and
cataracts that that fell behind self conscious eyes. hurt so good through
ivory rain and cut throat soap box derby racers. i want you to ruin me.