Random Thoughts
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Indexed

Victims

I didn't see a deer tonight
I didn't see a raccoon either
I saw a lot of bucks strutting to fight
And their cartoon victim beavers

They think they've got control
Both up and down the street
I really want to pay this toll
They're all just pieces of meat

Some of them could have a future
Chasing their internal prey
Report each stage of conquest in art
Probably all scene in vain

The streetlights tell you there's nothing here
Police cars flashing - drink that beer
Every night is just the same
Balance of terror - balance of pain

I didn't see a deer tonight
I didn't see a raccoon either
I saw a lot of bucks strutting to fight
And their cartoon victim beavers

Every night is just the same
Balance of terror - balance of pain

8/1/25

Obstructed View: Two Seats No Doors

Demo - 8/26/25

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