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Daily Crap 2009-09-07

  1. "I dreamed we were alone all night in a house made out of beds – and nothing happened."
  2. "Won't you look up at the skyline at the mortar, block, and glass, and check out the reflections in my eyes? See, they always used to be there even when this all was grass and I sang and danced about a high-rise. And you were laughing at my helmet hat – laughing at my torch."

Posted Sep 06, 2009, in the late, late night.

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