A teeny verse from last night's intermission:
You are standing so close to me
That I can smell the alcohol on your breath.
I wonder if it has affected your sense of boundaries
Or if you always come within this many steps.
You are standing so close to me
That I can smell the alcohol on your breath.
I wonder if it has affected your sense of boundaries
Or if you always come within this many steps.
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