days and years
my worst friends and best enemies
kind words never spoken
tough words never heard
T-stops i never got to revisit
i should set up a booth at the carnival
psychology for $1
i should camp for a week
leave with a stick over my shoulder holding a handkerchief of fod
dance like the world is watching
love as though you've been hurt before
sing as though everyone can hear you
live as though there is no heaven
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