My fingers, they open up like gates when I type and the wind is swinging in the wake.
In a world where beliefs are like naps, you leave them behind when somebody touches you.
- Anis Mojgani
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Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it, doomed
Pick your pocket full of sorrow
Run away with me tomorrow, June
