you're afraid i'll sue you guys! or it's such a big inside job that—im not even a candidate for anything redeeming...there i go again, getting sentimental when its all fodder
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I'll stay sick with nudges, giddy on a chair like a hapless fool i am a man living in a dream who needs to breathe obvio...
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