hearing what first i
only saw in writing makes the
evil more apparent

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with every page
the similarities get
lesser and lesser

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the city
ends past
the horizon

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the night
wraps its cold arms
around me

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white caps on the river
danube translate in german
into "scheiss wind"

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having suffered many
a blow, the pacifier
still holds its post

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it takes a crowd of
assholes to be aware
of the good people

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the interval of the trains
remind me of the
daily highs and lows

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nerdy elton john
lost in his
intuitive dance

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the congestion of the
subway car closest to
the exit is universal

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