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Rev Run talking to his wife when I turned on the television
What the fuck happened to the world
Why
I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart
Young but old-feeling, novel-writing nobody; a sucker for cityscapes.
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart
Young but old-feeling, novel-writing nobody; a sucker for cityscapes.
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Put down the PBJ, put up your hands. I am the Weight Watchers Sheriff.
