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In continue to succumb to mundane hospitality
Fabricating pertinent dinner conversation
Fascinating breath pressing drawls
Asking myself why
Unbelievable isn't it; the way we twist the words around just to get that quick fix
I swore someday I'd save myself from
Cum dreamt lines forcing faster
And I'll tease you, tickle your goddamn nod job
Again asking myself why
At last, can I please rest?
Vacate every day after day
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