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i haven't wrote much down that would put you in a light
that would be fair like the tungsten
so i'll write some now, as soon as i can
remember what we fought about back then

mostly we were strangers, we lived so far away
i brought you flowers, they died in your room
mold filled the jar, the smoke in still air
your brand new baby kitten's gone

the things that i gave you are rotting with the leaves

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