0	an ode to illusory nostalgia
0	neat feet gently step on the wet grass and the sun rises on the horizon
0	trying to forget what you need to forget but now you just want to doze off
0	when we saw each other often and I remember that blinding sensation, and a burning sensation in my chest and I was so disgustingly pleased with everything that is happening with us
0	an ordinary and everyday cycle of rebirth, which became a habit, and also wish everyone happiness on this earth. now i just want to smoke

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