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My work came back from class

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With notes attached

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Of a place and time

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Or how my body kept him up at night



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He let me smoke weed in his truck

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If I could convince him I loved him enough

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Enough, enough, enough, enough



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He made me a tape of Joy Division

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He told there was a part of him missing

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When I was sixteen

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He jumped off a building



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Mister Peterson

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I know you were ready to go

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I hope there's room for you up above

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Or down below.



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