Glasses off, this is like the night, boca arriba, where, as I am about to be pulverized by an array of bullets, I realize my past is not my future, but the present dream I've been having all along.
I can't see a dang thing here, my love. Where did I put my glasses?
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I think I just sat on them
...sorry :D
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