It goes like this.
You've been melting through days and weeks.
You rub your eyes and look at the shore and sure enough the beach has shrunk.
You've been partying like crazy and when you look up you see that all your dots have disconnected.
You need to change the channel.
You find it bewildering that you can feel cold under such a warm sun.
You flick through so many, trying to ad lib, but most of the shows are halfway through and you're an extra in them anyway.
You feel yourself waning like that moon that was once so bright.
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