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You've got some mail sarcastic birds on the wooden shelf
five envelopes for the same word no there's nothing about love in between please change the channel this rain as well my hayfever became a poem how sad like the bulbs in the bathroom no lights just the skin of the bulbs making war/love on the ceiling you're the american dream don't call it baby this eye of yours a kind of lost joy ask me if I can paint trouble in my bitter bones our name is Janis Janis and then you can cry baby I'll smell the herbs in Mirbeau's torture garden you may fuck all the gods cancel the very moment when I'll crave for an useless death give me a certain age like a present for being such a good boy either mother or whore either grey or tiger this is a theory about two legs fallin' for the moon venus and other words for the space which is I
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