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i dont think were going to bed

pretty letters make shapes in our mind

i dont think were going to bed

something like seigfried for the music

the part that tickles your cognition

something like seigfried for music the part that tickles your cognition

I dont think im going to bed

Last saw her mimicking my stares

She serving looks and new hair

I hold her close to my legs

She figures me out

I always dream about you

I always lie about you

I always read about you

I never thought us being real so real

Moon turns to a

thats real

corny but i hate pick up lines

They kill

the joy of loving something without a deal

I was thinking we could … get by

from the still

and i realized i …

theres things that i …

oh oh

its american thrill

i dont think im going to bed

she was serving looks and new hair

i hold her she figures me out

essentially destitute of words and wordplay

urgency now, ossified

pretty letters make shapes and you now think of where to go

the same way buildings tell you where to go

sometimes it feels being the best at something is just trying to be the best at something else

for once in my life

l o v e l y

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l o v e l y 〰️