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We Have Always Lived In a Snow Globe

we have always lived in a snow globe under the little glass dome with all our misfortunes and all our hopes in a perfect windowsill home but then you suddenly turned black and white just like a Man Ray’s picture and that kind of gave me a fright when you tried to step out of that picture but it all makes sense now, my sweet in our snowy town of fools that you keep haunting me in my sleep and I can’t escape and it’s still tearfully beautiful

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