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Fear of the early evening
Cakes the cakes
Whales the whales
And understands what to do
When you have a cold

Go out into the capsule
Adjust all the stereo equipment
Stretch all the aches out
Cry into your glass of orange juice
And let the paper airplanes go

Among all the experiences jacknifed
By the entrance to the last judgment
Laserlight and psychological freight
AKA gossip reprocessed as context
I am warm under the covers