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i am blissfully unaware of my brooklyn follies until you confront me with an element of surprise you'd come to expect of a german bombardier.
i lead you on like a decoy and now painfully aware as mortar inflicts maturity onto shredded wheat of my naïveté bursting into harmless shrapnel.
the aftermath of after dark includes a confirmation, a vindication and finally, a valediction "goodbyes are forever.ill say bye bye instead"
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