is that what this is?... an old movie?... a soap opera?... a blessed moment of revelation?... a silly self-importance madness?... oh come on, you oughta know (dance dance dance)...
just something to occupy the time...
and keep track of the life in thereal just in case you, or someone, today, or someday, might want to know... kind of like writing a journal or diary, or recording a soundtrack that represents your deepest psyche, your identity, that's it, your true identity... somewhere amidst all the words, between the lines, within the lyrics... someone who needs, someone who feels, someone who sees can find you... remember?...
there's the hope, always...
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