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Sleeplessly off to that dreary swamp again with another stranger and dearest Coggee. My apartment will never know the extent at which it will be missed.
This makes me miss capering and frolicking about with all my loves back home (and in various places around the states). Everything was nineties and some of it hurt.
Dancing in our sleepy clothes With two big smiles and a bowl of hope That we’ll drink down like ginger tea The heat will help us forget everything That you and I That you and I have seenThe love of my life.
