~ Friday, June 3 ~
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Oh, I see your face when I close my eyes
Oh, I see the muscles in your legs from the way you always rise
To the occasion of catching things that fall
Like the statuettes on pedestals I tend to build too tall
But I have navigated Iceland
I’ve laid my claim on Portugal
I have seen into the wasteland
Oh, the future
Oh, the future of us all

Of dead, dead leaves last fall
Oh, keep them in her country
Of dead, dead leaves last fall

— cant get enough of sunset rubdown
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