A little more propriety.
Last night I forgot how I managed to pull the sky over between what I see and what I say; between what I say, and what I keep silent.
11.07.2007
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- Oh Sailor, Sail
- I'm not awake, but I haven't been sleeping. I'm not lost, I just don't have a map. I'm not scared, but I still got my eyes closed. [The sky explodes, and only You know.]
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