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The original version, written in 2000, had only these lines:
you and I are going to the rave
I have some Ps
some bodies
wade through discos
beds and sensibilities
I once had a premonition
that the world will end
Sometimes, I just don't know what the fuck I write. Those lines were
scribbled on a piece of paper, and tucked between the pages of
"Miniature Chess Problems from Many Countries". I rewrote the poem in my
head while taking a crap.
she always called past midnight
you and I are going to the rave
I have some Ps
she knew I don't take
those
Rick's on the door
he'll let us in
I'm on my way to your
place
meet me at the gate
I put on my
jeans
t-shirt
socks
shoes
cap
watch
smoked two cigarettes
watched The Late Show
and waited
some bodies
wade through discos
beds and sensibilities
I once had a premonition
from the Gods of Darkness
that the world will end
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