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[Jan. 3rd, 2008|07:20 am] |
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And you love like nobody around you / How you love, and a halo surrounds you / Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie / In the Autumn cool / Say cheerio to school / Listen Dear, I've been watching you lately / If I said all these things you would hate me / Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie / At the church bazaar / I nearly went too far / Wouldn't you like to get away?
Kerouac's beckoning with open arms, and northern fields of eucalyptus, westward bound |
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