If you've built something from the inside out, then you won't have any difficulty in penetrating
from the outside in. --D. Ash

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Years of fate and fervor, foundering fury, occluding fever, and occasional fortune;

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Years lurking under the middle of the radar, thumping out an indefatigable, sporadic beat;

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Years cutting hair/here, growing hair/here, dying hair/here, losing hair/here;

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Years of aliens trying to blow out the tires (they didn't know they were trick tires and would keep reigniting);

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Years of slitch and switch and slish and slither and slipt smiles and lips;

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Years of butterflies in the belfry;

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Years of worldly wander and earthly wonder amidst endless winter's corporeal quiver, slashing dashes of shiver;

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Years of this bun baking brown in brainbook's oven;

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Years gone, growing immune to forgotten;

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Years
down --

--only one way to go.

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