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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

but i'm slow to catch on

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that--

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
Posted by talking geography at 5:40 PM

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