listening to my music on random this morning, realized how much better fortune cookies could be, if only. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
who cares if you’re too poor you can’t afford a pair of mod-a-go-go-stretcha-lastic-pants?
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weeks turn into years, and all the stars that never were, are parking cars and pumping gas.
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is this a lasting treasure or just a moment’s pleasure?
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heart of mine be still, you can play with fire but you’ll get the bill.
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and i saw you in my nightmares but i’ll see you in my dreams, and i might live a thousand years before i know what that means
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i feel the sun on my back, i smell the earth in my skin, i see the sky above me like a full recovery<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"