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Some minor thought fell from the sky.
Nobody wants that either.
Paper model plane glued to your spine.
Severing off your feelings.
It might've faded, You decide.
Hell of a night. Bat of an eye.
You started screaming blue murder, true.
It's so you and you're soaked through.
You took them all.
You closed the bar without me.
You chose the fall.