| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - er is out getting high.Extreme beauty and extreme darkness,Nothing is in the middle,Nothing except the month,Hot but cold,Here but not,The holidays are a long time coming.Now I look over the skyline,Past the concrete castles,Down to the desert in which I live,Alone I barricade my door at night.Yet I???m so brave during the day,Please, just wake me up,Wake me up when September ends.
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