No Exit

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By Herr Docktor

So we coast, Cloud even 1234678 99999999. BUT OF COURSE!!!!! Leave it up to the white Devil, line after line, broken highways stretch far far away into the night. Seemingly endless energy straight shots. Fly Fly FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Yet our cries were unheeded. Somebody Darling, do take care. The Sun, oh sweet light dear illumination Off to the world I don’t expect you to bring back a piece Empty now, the Brahmin I cannot expect to satisfy Faith weak Rest your head on my shoulder White lightning far off now darling Be safe, they don’t want you now Searching the forever broadening horizon, All I ever saw was Aborted futures Hueclois hueclois hueclois hueclois Huey Clois? NO EXIT

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