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Strange


Up beyond Anything real The only thing Left to deal with Is everything falling down Like amethyst From the sky Seal your arms Hold them tight wait. Hey jess. Story ends Gasoline, Cellophane Setting the bass on fire Once more here you go Chills Ordinary madness Couldn't see this happen Glamour rum Deal with them A damned tattoo On a fellow A farewell Goodbye to arms The bell jar is here Cats cradle will take us home, Cats cradle will take us home
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