sometimes you salamander into these spin spin radio songs eclectic, laughing at your own self for the lack of answers and persuasion, the non-knowing of it all wandering, waiting for someone to slip some sneaky idea into your numb skull so it can marinade for a day or two and then become one. but we all pick to pieces this running apple pie life, opening our eyes to see all sorts of things and trying to articulate, but really, we know nothing nothing not a damn thing anyway

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