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Some Days...
Some days are gray.
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It might be our paranoid hearts trying to tell us to play it safe, but I didn't come here to buckle my seat belt. So, why won't this fog subside? Maybe it's because we are missing the point. Strike 3 and we're out. Out of wack that is. Out of our minds.
Blurry Blurry lines.
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