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Spinning Wooden WheelsSpinning wooden wheels and empty cases, show me a new way to look at the stars. I've been sailing the skies so long that I can't remember my own name, or yours. Just been sweeping the deck and waiting for the clouds to give me a glimpse of heaven; sometimes I catch myself dreaming of laughing at the moon again, it's learned all my secrets and never told a single one I stick my tongue out at it when it's not looking and call it crater face, but it's all in good fun- sometimes it seems like my ship and the moon are the only &nSpinning Wooden Wheels
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Life is divine chaos. Embrace it.
"These marshmallow ghosties don't have time for your ennui."
A Softer World
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