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The Persistence of Memory
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The Persistence of Memory
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I revel in the warmth of these burning bridges.
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011110, on the Eleventh hour.
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a rousing
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outside looking in
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running with scissors
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an arm's length or more
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liar, liar...
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playgrounds
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playgrounds
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Fuck it. This is not a fairy tale.
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Numbers
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Sift
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Everywhere. Nowhere.
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Blinds: ...and it is with a sinking heart...
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Blinds: ...and it is with a sinking heart...
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You and I: "We can't seem to catch a break."