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I'm holding back my 'black-hole' tears as my 'super-nova' smile fades slowly into my distant past....long ago, when I was tortured by her 'twilight goodbyes'....
I doesn't matter anymore I reason to myself...with my head buried in my own 'lost gospels'
why must everything need to have a meaning?
It's bad enough to pretend that there's a beginning...
and an end...!
and the suicide bomber slowly drives by...
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