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“ Life, just need one more beautiful napkin. ”

Out of  the interference, out of  the lost,

 We picnic, upon the overflow heart.

 

We’re tasting things everyday, and trying to how to swallow it.

and WILL, WANTING to feed it, 

feed for the one between whom known or unknown to himself.

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Feel it all, like it all, hate it all,  love it all.

 

For satisfied, so we’ve choices.

Sometimes you hurt and sometimes you never know

 

Need a little bit of hiding, 

so we pick the wonderful tree to sit down,

need a little bit of floating,

so we’re "PICNIC" each around.

 

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