your hands reach for everything trying to compensate for all the space you can’t touch the ones that really matter auto-correct of the soul (time) a wine glass twice the size of dread broken bits of stick the stuff of life feeling music through your guitar is like handling love by gripping dick so just don’t say shit like that even if sometimes it’s all that really works
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