within the heart there is a pathway to a place i've never been and even though i've seen it it will have been far too late. and in this place, nothing stays the same: roadtrips never end and sunsets never disappoint. and all the pretty girls smile back at me. a cough is just a clearing of the throat and death is not inevitable. it is with the utmost solemn approach to this, a place that i'm not fortunate enough to see. and i don't think that i ever will, i don't.
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