for lunch
whiskey
soaked napkin
acid
dreams
way
back
when
computers
were machines
profound
insignificance
almost
empty
dive
under
ground
music
floating
juke
box
what is
is not
sometimes
a girl
says
you look familiar
asks
do I know you
generic
face
stone
man
I say
I'm not sure
has anyone ever told you you look like Neil Young
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