| Leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
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| Disappear.
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| Get lost before you’re seen or we’ll hit a wall.
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| We’ll hit a wall.
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| At early-ages we are taught to explore. |
| Now we just stare at the floor.
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| An open window, an endless stretch of time outside, yet we prefer indoors.
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| Leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
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| Disappear.
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| Get lost before you’re seen.
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| Please leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
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| Disappear.
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| Get lost before you’re seen or we’ll hit a wall.
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| We’ll hit a wall.
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| We’ve hit a wall.
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| A king, a queen and convenience: A beginners guide to annoyance.
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| May our lonely hearts be free because an option for the optionless is me.
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| But, you’re a lease, a leash or some distance and I’ve heard it all.
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| A path of most resistance.
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| Please leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
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| Disappear.
|
| Get lost before you’re seen.
|
| Please leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
|
| Disappear.
|
| Get lost before you’re seen or we’ll hit a wall.
|
| We’ll hit a wall.
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| Please leave. |
| Take off before you’re seen.
|
| Disappear.
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| Get lost before you’re seen.
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| We’ve hit a wall. |