This isn’t the day when all the things are coming
As opposed to this news piece that was playing back some wicked mudslides out in California
But like mud, like clouds on a cloudy day, like soup
When your friends throw you in the back of the boat
Half the phases of all the moons
And so the threads fray so so you go
More salads for more meals
It goes around whether you like it or not
Let it
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