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Maybe im from seattle. maybe ive read up on zines. maybe i listen to battles. cobwebs and silk screens. you looked at mostly liberal arts. you said its not a reach. when winter flipped the calender, you couldn't even speak. maybe im just fucking around and i dont belong here. intoxicate so i dont have the time to waste in the corner or and uncomfortable situation. my moms a veterinarian. my dad lives out on the beach. turn of the century steam trains couldn't even compete. maybe im just fucking around and i dont belong here. intoxicate so i dont have the time to waste in the corner or and uncomfortable situation
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