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hello i'm sitting here

thinking and writing writing and

talking without you situated in the

corner of the corner so close to

nothin' suspecting not accepting that

it's true it really hits me when i'm

walking into the market hearthings i

used to say is it wrong to be here

anyway



i'm on to something here it's all

becoming clear clearly confusing less

than amusing castrated like a corpse

to a coroner so close to nothing

forgetful not regretful of what i am it

really hits me when i'm hanging with

other monkeys thinking of shit to say

is it wrong to be here anyway



fade away what was i thinking when i

thought i could make you stay what

was i thinking when i thought i was

right

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