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pistol shot and lights at dawnand one fine day you'll find her goneall the ghosts they come for memake her cry a little and cover them upbroken clocks and bathroom tidesbut one fine day old mountains risecupboard doors and garden gatesand deep inside some glacier waitsand what in the world did i do then?its only late for a whileits only scent your skinwhat in the world do i do to resist?its only seventy inches and where do i go?i know nothing is chaniging but its goneits really gonei know its not really life till its gone wrongthere must be a reasonall the lives that i forgotand one fine day you'll find her goneall the nights they run from memake her sigh a little and gather them inand what in the world do i do then?its only late for a whileits only breath your skinand what in the world do i do to be strong?its only seventy inches and where do i go?i know nothing is changingbut its gone its really gonei know its not really life till its all goneand there must be a reasonthere must be a reason
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