smoke these words or choke them down.
we've all gotta die somehow.
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for Reading.
Secondhand Swagger
Monday, April 5, 2010
it turns out
you just can't
plan
these things.
take your hand, cover your eyes.
if you have aim like mine you could
(try to) skip a rock and
never ever
find it.
That's a little bit like this.
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