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sixty one (61)
theres been so much ive wanted to tell you
a light at the end of the tunnel
a buzzing in your ears
heres the face paint and puffy nose
big shoes and a bag of balloons
heres your box of matches and an ashtray full of water
heres your education and deliverance
a book with blank pages
there is no fire in your “hell”
jesus was a drunk and a beggar
if i had your proof youd see the resemblance between god and santa claws
like a dictionary and a mirror on a bored and troubled night
im the fight,the love,and the lost cause
im the marching band
the engine
a sentence fragment
a rocket ship
the astronaut and the space station
i can write you fiction
true story
