Just because I don't care, doesn't mean I don't want to.
I am lost inside my eyeballs. Where are my hands? What are they going to do?
I save a bird from drowning. He looks into my bowels.
He says, quote, I want to eat... all that I see, end quote.
I wish we were what we were when we had all night.
So far, everything I've done seems like the best idea.
Closed for raising the dead.
Come back please between 9 and 6.
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