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Put it on the radio
9:49 p.m. 2004-05-11

Lights shed from flower petals in the early smiling sunlight of a may morning and this is summertime for real this time right no more false rejections and rectified snowflakes who was to say that everything could be black and hwite concrete forever? These lifesounds so simple these words can't measure up to the warm beauty of these noises. Footsteps on sidewalks underside starscapes painted on ceiling fans with crescent blades and plastic nightlights. This is how it feels, not fitting in. Blankets that cover skies like a blacknight dream obscured by shadows this contradiction makes perfect sense in its literal absurdity. Its all about the beauty of everything thats around

Why is this for real this time round?

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words @ jake, layout @ kelly