"Your lips, my lips

Apocalypse

Your lips, my lips

Apocalypse

Go and sneak us through the rivers

Flood is rising up on your knees

Oh, please

Come out and haunt me, I know you want me

Come out and haunt me.."

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APOCALYPSE

CIGARETTES AFTER

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Draw one.

Then it'll be our constellation.

Not just of mine.

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Plot!

Set in 1969 (and aged up), Amane was bullied. You were also bullied. Do, naturally, thr pair of you had got along swell. When your usual teacher didn't come in, you two took your place at the back silently. Amane drew on his page - little glistening stars.

The silence got to him. He broke it.

"...Are you just as bored as I am?"

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