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▒▒░░ You said: I'll cut ~~~~~~~c~~`~
▒▒░░ these goddamn bangs.~~~~~~~
▒▒░░ but I knew you wouldn't... ~~~o~
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▒▒░░ Like a stage has a curtain ~~~~~
▒▒░░ you needed a place to hide. ~~~
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▒▒░░░ I hated it then, ~~~~~~~~c~~~
▒▒░░░ but I still listen ~~~~~~`~~~~~~
▒▒░░░ to Olympia music. ~~~~~~~~~~
▒▒░░░ Still think of ~~~~~~``~~~~~~~
▒▒░░░ the Olympia scene. ~~~~~~~~
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▒▒░░ Sometimes I close my eyes ~~~~
▒▒░░ see those old oyster beds ~~~
▒▒░░ fill up with the tide. ~~~~~~o~~
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▒▒░░ Your rose colored cheeks ~~~~
▒▒░░ from the inlet wind. ~~
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