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These are my postcards.
I'll leave them behind for you.
You'll find them some time after I have gone.
You'll think about how pretentious I am.
I don't truly understand myself.
I find it hard to understand much else.
I'm expected to know everything I dream to be.
These are my postcards.
My thoughts feel upside down.
Not able to smile, or frown.
Only a static, nothing type of sound.
It's hypnotic, in it's own fatal sort of way.
None of this will mean a thing to you.
Ones nothing is all their own.
Still, I'll leave them behind for you.
These are my postcards.
I'll leave them behind for you.
You'll find them some time after I have gone.
You'll think about how pretentious I am.
I don't truly understand myself.
I find it hard to understand much else.
I'm expected to know everything I dream to be.
These are my postcards.
My thoughts feel upside down.
Not able to smile, or frown.
Only a static, nothing type of sound.
It's hypnotic, in it's own fatal sort of way.
None of this will mean a thing to you.
Ones nothing is all their own.
Still, I'll leave them behind for you.
These are my postcards.
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