fail to fall in line but the feeling's fine in every other direction -- there's a course correction that falls short and it's north of he border and west of the meltdown that shuts out the cold and we're too old for tantrums but the power runs out and the doubts rise high -- try as i might there's a dark in the light and it lands heavyhard with a swift kick of the secondguessing hand and a spin in a counterwise direction
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