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I'm not a picture on your personal screen. I'm a practical person. I might be surfing in the wake of a dream. I'm not fast but I'm certain. I'm leaving you without leaving first gear. Call my mechanic. It may be true I should've let you steer when I knew you were sober. I'm still applauding what we had last year And it gives me the shivers. Delivered pizza and a wet cigarette. Thanks for the letter. Things could be better. I'm telling everybody what you did. Where's my megaphone? They're your covers but it's my bed. The stains remain. |