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Katie Garcia

November 28,1986

me nrst day or my life... I swear I was born right in the doorway,..I don't know w
K H H B £ m S £ J i t ■When the president talkS tG GGd- ■ the conversations brief or long? And

we've sharerf r S - " ° Hhike? Whpn the president t0 God...1hankyou friends for the

r T h v l rn y° U e SUnlight and air and thQUgh 1tru|y wish I could keep hanging around
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. my oy is covering my soon I will disappear...I want to pledge allegiance to the county where I live I don't want
I exist What woydmean‘'’ S ! Z 5 Q °f Wr°ng have t0 » * so I do what I do and at
R M M f l mean more than this? What would mean more? Mean more.. .But if everything that happens is
lappen ng.. .Be a world child form a circle before we all fall under and fade out again and fade out aqain immerse
by ,one' ticking time bombs w on- lt,s not the secrets of the government that's keeping
H a p h rt| the otber way around- wait what s that sound. One by one baby here they come.. .The Strokes We
right wing king making third world w a r... Le Tigre... Don't waste my time, this is it, this is really happening Ryan
the pact that we made toc young to die but old as a grave... Kings of Leon Let me qo oonnn
l * * 4 Femmes- This is a wasteland now... It's a sentimental jury...And the makings of a good
iaht? Rn C° me h me ly' Ye3h yGuVe CGme tG hGld me tight ls thi$ motion everlasting?Or do shutters pass in
M in 'e Z ' H f t a in life- ThiS C0U,d b e sweetheart...I've had no sense o S Since

§2(39S flS H • Wa,t' they don 11love you llke 1love you.. .I've got a date with the night., .The Yeah Yeah Yeahs You
R HOt HothHeat" ' Dancin9 in the f l i g h t (Emilio)... She'll buildyou up to
tyou down- WHAT A CLOWN (cion), cause everybody knows she's a femme fatale. ..The Velvet Underground and
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'eek^had^he^annpst d?1 k a Ib WGn t Sf 0 us waving from such great heights... don't wake me I planonsleetfng...
everythmg was exactly how it seemed...no concerns about the world getting
er people thought they were just being rewarded.. .Postal Service... Where the tall stalks of grain lead me I'll never

o on Evew n°asqnnmm SS|-kehP^ me but 1never guite get it right. Waiting for tomorrow's next day to stop
K 1 B B 9 y° U With comPlete ,ove and hate and happiness and every emotional cliche in

a dav I d e A n T h' f ! Y time flGatS ° n f steady boat 19r° w . I grow old. And with each
g day I die a little. And with each passing day I live a little...Katie Garcia „ .
Katie Garcia