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Welcome to landmass.
Or take a good day.
Any day you like.
In picking locks.
They're all the same.
Rolled to one.
Crossing lines at a time.
Collecting and connected.
To the outside I left behind.
In a sense.
We never went anywhere special at least.
You build the fire.
And I'll burn the food.
After all what did we learn.
A crossing that links lines left at a time.
Dates and times and sets and places.
Tracing lines on aging faces.
Thot down if you call me up tonight.
With liberty song in rhyming tongue.
Or take a good day.
Any day you like.
In picking locks.
They're all the same.
Rolled to one.
Crossing lines at a time.
Collecting and connected.
To the outside I left behind.
In a sense.
We never went anywhere special at least.
You build the fire.
And I'll burn the food.
After all what did we learn.
A crossing that links lines left at a time.
Dates and times and sets and places.
Tracing lines on aging faces.
Thot down if you call me up tonight.
With liberty song in rhyming tongue.
Lyrics submitted by walking-catastrophe
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Good luck! I do not like the sound of diet! :) I love food too much!!!