Malarie's mission. She's walking down the cause way. She's listening for him. She'll listen, she'll listen. She filed the papers, that were necessary for his removal, so she could go home. So she could sleep alone now. Malarie's mission. Free herself from his disaster. His bottled nights. His stranger premonitions. Her life was a wasteland. Held up to drive him away. She dreamt of promises, awoke with lies and mistakes.
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