It's a story of fiction we created to see a world that we needed to shade us from a lingering past and another line crossed and another song played. I'm gonna hang up this phone here and now. Close this connection that comes with these miles. I'm gonna hang up this phone right now. Spare us the words we say. Spare us the words we waste. Composing distance doesn't last when you think of ways to get through. It can be the shade from a lingering past and another line crossed. Another situation passed. We can't make it obvious. Let go of a broken past. Simple things are never seen. Over looked and made obscene. We could talk for a long time, about what we need and how to get through.
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