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I read your manifestoes and your strange religious tracts. |
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You took me to your library and kissed me in the stacks. |
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Planets crash, the world goes nova, |
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Sun explodes, all goes black. |
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You went off swinging |
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London and forgot to come back |
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You couldn't grok my racecar, but you dug the roadside blur. |
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You weren't into my airplane, but you loved the whirling world. |
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Planets crash, the world goes nova, |
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Sun explodes, all goes black. |
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You went off swinging |
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London and forgot to come back |
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Planets crash, the world goes nova, |
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Sun explodes, all goes black. |
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You went off swinging |
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London and forgot to come back |
