Be: coming.
black paint in my fingernailbed.
follow my nose hand leading the way up the staircase popcorn smell trail.
dead white tea bag.
time wasted and time used
wiping dust with a used kleenex it's all dirt anyway.
thirsty oh so
an evening far from a highcoup.
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