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Movies
05:45
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Hey,
I once read about something,
That ended up being nothing,
More than something I read.
And they,
Wore dog collars in high school,
And red bracelets in college,
And round hats on their heads.
Type,
A-personalities onward,
To pioneer a new genre,
Of taking money and time.
Cold,
Aristocratical backpacks,
Filled up with wagons and hatchbacks,
And the terrestrial blind.
Hey,
Let’s go to movies,
Let’s go to concerts,
Let’s go to shows.
Hey,
Forget about breathing,
Forget about posture,
Forget what you know.
Pills,
To make the body live longer,
To make the muscles feel stronger,
To make the senses more keen.
Time,
Efficient usage of words makes,
Concise descriptions of mistakes,
And makes the sentence more clean.
Growth,
Demanding brevity lately,
Increase longevity baby,
The only weapon we lack.
Life,
A stretch of publicized exile,
Cast out to only find oneself,
Dying to get back.
Hey,
Let’s go to movies,
Let’s go to concerts,
Let’s go to shows.
Hey,
Forget about breathing,
Forget about posture,
Forget what you know.
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2. |
Wait and See
05:40
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