.Oh my god,
The centipede is on a hunt.
A treasure hunt,
A thousand eyes and time will stretch for you,
Seeking your innocence,
Your cellar door.
Easy now, you're getting old,
And time will eat your face.
A polaroid identity pales,
Mesmerized, you're getting slow
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