i see a grad student out my window through the woods. he is working at a place called a lux. called the lux. and he is pretentious. I see his stairs.
there he is and the sound of icicles.
he is outside look. look at that red light he is going to be in red.
its dripping like really hard. its dripping like its really hard.
and now I'm going to get high.
we're at camp.
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