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Open the Door

de Galactic Empire

Our apartment was breathing
Like each groan was its last will and testament
Or as if every single secret it heard was a weight on its chest
It just had to get off

And the marching band that follows my upstairs neighbor around
Is keeping feverish time during all hours of the night

I have always envied how fast you fall asleep

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