Where no one knocks on your door
Except ghosts
Where you meet your needs but your wants are out
You'll love it here, no doubt
Paintings of the fall filled with hope and purity
To comfortless mementos of the spring
Seems to be the safest place til faced with your jolie laid to:
Don't sleep or sleep, eat, make some new then we're out again
Always needing a break from her and your work chair
Always hungry for it
A fast life
Want to see it through but no rush
Need to make sure your blueprint is just right, right
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