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these things never end well
misty vapors and volatile chemicals
to know what it means to love when it glows
love to talk but with nothing to say
hate to say i told you so
direction is relative (to where you stand)
the path of that orange light
℗© 2006 b. bourque, c. walling, p. rogers
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