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blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to arise
little-veganite: includes fascinating portrayals of casual drug use at house parties, how the author/protagonist had conversations about post-punk while seeing his mate’s band perform at some shitty small venue, internal monologues about consumerism while observing people in a mall and that time when the protagonist had an epiphany about living in the moment while walking in the rain omg yes