In NY pictures

Disappointed violent men and weak valiant females
moved it around in the mind, to it all being mystical
saw a job with no natural light, took easy talk from a driver
getting days of breaks watching flies on the wall in front, gambling with it
He was left, four and a half months recluse

 

 

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