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farewell typewriter now you've gone awayoverdramatic and underfedto visions unheard of in any bed
I checked my mailbox, but you weren't insidewould calling be trouble, I bet it would beplease greet the angel with courtesyfull color pictures of a black and white worlda slow dissolve as a new scene's unfurled
I'm tired, so tired, my jaw won't movenever providing a method to provethat we love typewriter more than she'll knowsearching through cupboards to reprobatethe evil bestowed her when she was eightno dollar signs in her asterisk facenow just a hyphen and I can't replacefarewell typewriter
I love typewriter more than you knowwho said that being in one place was dull
I never answered when my arms were full
I'm never competing with history again
I'm never to write on typewriter, my friend
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