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All I wanted was the white noise to go away. Leave me alone, would it ever go away? Sometimes I sit and wonder what life would be like in dark failed rooms of winter breath dreams. Would I remember that my ass looked better a little to the left or further to the right? Sun cracked glasses of an alice be wanting hearts. I can feel the best moments when I scream laugh, blush and tremble less through my chest bumping fears of tomorrow.