.I could dance a flamenco alone but I don't, I don't.
Down the main street cicadas hiss, bowled over by the orange glow.
As the sun goes down, the perfect light to dig new holes for new bones. And in a hundred years another cracked and crooked headstone, oh no.
Why all this when all I wa.
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