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by Noam Jacobs
A giant moth In the middle of the road You swerved to avoid it as I Coughed stage blood All over the mirrors Upholstery I’m sorry I’ve been feeling strange all day These shapes are not okay they’re Wrong But Oh my Oh Well I think I’ve lost my body Can’t Comfortable I’m sorry Upholstery I’ve been feeling In the middle of the Strange All day
City Brink 49
