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The Body in Rainfall

Wild Nothing

Twenty-two hours, left in the day
I can hardly watch straight, on my own
As we're passing the park, the street lamps go dark
Tell me what you think of me, of me

Twenty-two hours, left in the day
I sat on the curb at night, I'm displaced
But you can't say no,and I can't say no
The body in rainfall
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