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" There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there,
I'm not going to let anybody see you.
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders,
and the grocery clerks
never know that he's in there.
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He's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die
and we sleep together like that
with our secret pact
and it's nice enough to make a man weep,
but I don't weep,
do you ?"
Charles Bukowski - Blue Bird
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where were you?
is summer over for you yet.
i don't know when to watch it.
we will finish it around the same time.
i plan to watch it in september,