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Threw my bike off the road
And lie in the grass
The hot winds blow
Promises I'll never know

Dumb at twelve
With a delinquent mind
The sky turned yellow-blue
Like a week-old bruise

These days things loom above me
My head is empty
My tongue and lips
Are swollen


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