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Place your thoughts in your fuck it bucket

and put on your shirt

Everyone ultimatley dreams of coquering the world

in their own way

Scared of new surroundings

tired of the same old place

Silently holding together

while carving new scars on my face.

Reapply paste and go back into the world

Together on this walk out front

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