Winter Severity Index a quiet life

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While I'm sitting in this room
The chance will throw its dice, anyway.
Fate will shuffle all the cards.
While I'm sitting in this room
imprisoned in a showcase
a window slams
on a on
Never doubt
Never state
Never leave impressions
Your warning
for me
doesn't warn me at all
at all
at all…
I've got a straight line
in the side of my hairdo
Saucers under cups
and tissues.
No shoes indoor, please
Obsessed? me? no way...
at all
at all
i'm just tidy
at all...

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