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Comicser, Illustrator, Yale reject. •
Available for freelance, commissions • Please contact: reuxbenart[at]gmail • English, español, 日本語
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It's coming back to what I know
The deep, deep, deeper we go
Feeling alone, but it's oh, so simple
Let it go
Dim, dim, dim the lights low
But not blind
I can see the symbol, let it show
Mighty story
Don't hide it from me

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It may take time but your shadow grows
And you'll learn from what you leave behind
And the seeds you sow
Will begin to grow

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I fall apart every time I read the surgeon's warning
I fail to start every time I feel the seasons turning
I will never be afraid of your faulty plays
And I will never wander far from your lovely scars

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And already I
Can't remember
If the heart
Was ever aware
That the body
It kept alive
Was wearing out
Was shutting down and tonight
When it realized you gave up
It cried out,
"Only now
I realize:
I always knew.
I always knew.
I always knew."

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Didn't mean to leave you hanging on
I didn't mean to leave you all alone
I didn't know what to say
I didn't know what to say
Merry Christmas

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I know we both made it clear
No stupid presents this year
If you play
Strawberry fields the wrong way
You can hear Lennon's ghost say
"Slacol eht dellik lhad nov e."

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"Tell us a story
I know you're not boring"
I was afraid that you would not insist
"You sound so sleepy
Just take this, now leave me"
I said, please don't slow me down
If I'm going too fast
You're in a strange
Part of our town

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I don't need a wall or face
I just need a place
I can call and name my own
My anywhere place
My anywhere place
Walk with me somewhere where I can run until no end

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Plus you mad soft, crab soft shell's off
If I was 26 in the nineties I'd be well off
Internet money, you've got mail
That caviar a garnish that caviar stale
My G-mail real, that G-mail feel
I'm a G, I'm a male, feel so ill

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Hyposes scientifical parabolus
Milytical projectile punctured
Chronicle moderate bisected, injected reflections
Computating thoughts
Through a terabyte of ground
Stored in a floppy

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