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Thoroughly Airborne

from Thoroughly Airborne by Where You Last Left It

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This nicotine gives me the breath
of a soft-spoken terrorist.
Don't speak too loud but
don't sing either.
You're the musical version of heavy breathing.
But in the summer they don't perceives seasons.
I tap out a rhythm onto my thigh,
save it in the RSI wound that's healing.
Rob an optometrist's and take flight.

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from Thoroughly Airborne, releases April 9, 2036

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Where You Last Left It Dublin, Ireland

Electroniques de la nuit. Pre-eclampsyian oddities. Curious hand shapes. Little comets of button-bashing.

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