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Fixated on stars, good thing theyâll still be here tomorrow,
Pixilated and scarred, waist deep in cheap sorrows
Wasting time never felt as good
As when I was feeling sorry myself in the cold
Gazing out from under shadows of hoods
Waxing poetic about the little engines that could.
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