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you must never shoot trout in September, you must never feed babies on gin

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and after the day, the darkness will hide me

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I stayed in the pines where the sun never shines , and I shiver when the wind blows cold

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everywhere, so white, the river has frozen over

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and if I make it to the waterside, I'll be sure to write you a note or something

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she just looked at me, uncomprehendingly, like cows at a passing train

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I'd read your future but it's written in the past

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through my lungs as the dust settles

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remember me, I used to live for music

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darkened rolling figures move through prisms of no color; hand in hand, they walk the night, but never know each other

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but when I looked under the blankets I saw the legs of a fish

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