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I don’t care if your beautiful lips exist out there ‘cause I’m wonderless. Why the best can’t make it in Hollywood. It’s like a long drag taken before the smoke hits the white sky. Like the birds at night. And it’s fake just like the movies. And I can’t wait just to see you again, and your two faces are locked on mine. Had the worst time chasing the thought away.

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