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you've given up the search for the ent-wives. probably dreamed them anyway. and the big fish eats the little ones, the big fish eats the little ones! the best you can do is good enough. such... fear no hoary willow. come back to me come back to me and say my land is best. when sap is in the bough. come back to me. this one's optimistic this one just came out of the swamp. playing a guitar after sunset and flies buzzing in the field over there. you get groovy on the concrete porch and try not to look like an idiot. wading through some muddy waters here, but folks, we'll be out soon. reeds that cut you like sticky papercuts. OUCH! trains and grinding sounds. i'd really like to help you, man. why don't you come with us tonight. that sounds fun. through a forest of absolute terror. you help a strange person cross some bridge with torches burning along all sides. all these memories and now the world is smaller by a little bit. every year it gets harder. i'm trying to not slip away too far because who would join me in such a place. robot dreams? defrag every night, pushing through door after door of insanity and questions nobody can answer. a door opens to this, another to that, and all along the only music playing is the endless sound of two pieces of metal hitting the floor... and bells; so many bells.
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