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3:25

Concrete eats shoes
Scarred watermelon tattoo
Taking stitches out in ward shower
Cover the window with wet toilet paper towel
How many damn deserts
How many memories forgotten to this thing
A handful of pills keeps me in motion
It's 3:25 and I'm lost in the ocean
Pigs and chickens on my heels

◄ Umbilical

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