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still got it

little worlds, made of tin

the poor can eat potatoes

many days i am very low, but sometimes i get high

It's a strange world, isn't it?

late again, and still with nothing to say

i hope you're well, kiddo

cakes in the rain

mysterious and relentless vengeance

distant little selves

almost dead, nearly famous

spam most fowl

woo. hoo.

with a minor in entropy

in the darkness of everybody's life

kid venn

Will we ever find someone to make us do what we want?

some of the same accidents as *last year*