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his head was a city
of paper buildings
and the echoes that remain
of old friends and lovers;
their features bleeding
together in his brain, oh ho ho.

once it started it was harder to tell him apart,
oh ho ho.

He was always distracted by the very mention
of an open door, oh ho ho.

cause he had sworn not to be what he'd been before.
to be a remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be a remain-remain-remain-remainder.

the television was snowing softly
as she hunted for her keys.
she said she never envisioned
him the type of person capable of such deceit, oh ho ho.
oh ho ho
and they carried on
like long division,
it was clear with every page, oh that they were further away from the solution that would play.

without a remain-remain-remain-remainder
without a remain-remain-remain-remainder
without a remain-remain-remain-remainder
without a remain-remain-remain-remainder.

he had sworn not to be what he'd been before.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.
to be the remain-remain-remain-remainder.