let's stop all this craziness
just for a minute or so
let the pieces fall into place
like strawberries stacked in abandoned shopping carts
we don't know when we'll see each other again
perhaps we should make this count
oh i don't know, the stars never really align
the random sky makes storybooks out of clouds
i have secrets i'd rather not die with
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