It is February 5, 2009, and I look like the bride of Frankenstein. It takes some time to find what's really on the inside. All this wasted time, was worth more than 40 dimes. It's heart is not connected to mine, which will change in time. I don't know how to shine, when my eyes are so blind. This industrial america, I'm burning inside.
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