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Under the Bed
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Diatryma Paddock
Whatever happened to you solved it all. No mark on your life, baby:you bet it's tough. Keeping you right here is getting harder every day; in moments like this all my hate is unbound. I died on July but you didn't care my mouth was filled with pollen and leaves. You said your name meant 'unbending', girl, and you are:I'll grab my sneakers and run. A porthole opens. Whatever happened to you solved it, so let this water choke me. What do I still clog my lungs for? The harvest's gone. Been starin' at our opaque world for far too long. Keep on counting: you'll never reach one hundred, 'cause one number before that you'll find me waiting. I need you like this first track needs a chorus: I'll wait for the thaw, but I need a fold. A porthole opens. There's something in this river of blood, but I'm blind to this pain: I'll watch golden railings glow. I am God. God
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