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the lonely loonies on the playground
reveal their shadows to the day
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and leaves us gold upon their graves
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show us that it doesn't hurt to die
is it so gorgeous
is it enchanted
is it revealing
I feel so lucky I have seen you
with a rude tongue dressed in spiteful eloquence
you would call
calling for a love that never came
you would wait, you would call
and you'd wait and you'd call
back here I am in search of answers