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HOW I FEEL IF I HAVE TO RUN FOR A BUS, EVEN, LIKE, IF IT'S ONLY 20 YARDS... (by Davy Fewster, aged 67) Like fucking Dr. Zhivago. You kno... -
Lookout Windows keep shades ajar to see who might rise above.
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Looking Out the Window I shall spare you the corny stuff about you and me gazing at the same moon Perhaps you have already drawn the cur...
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