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EVERYTHING MOVES
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Stumble in, fight the spin,
If you don’t, you’re falling on your face again!
You tumble down, roll around,
And you know that everything is moving now
So lately I, can’t decide, run or hide—
Oh, and when I do, I’m sure I’ll end up moving too...
Suit and tie, sell or buy, laugh or cry—
What’s a guy to do, when nothing's standing still for you?
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loading boundaries...
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source talk?
source mates?
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affection?
flirting?
teasing, playful banter?
nicknames, pet names? 
ask to front?
personal boundary
interaction disclaimer
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Ramble on, chug along,
And if the beat stops thumping, man, then something’s wrong!
Ignore it son, it's just a song,
But I can see your white-knuckled hand from holding on...
So lately I wonder why we rely on the sure thing,
It's too damn comforting!
To stay alive, overdrive, 'til we find something new
To keep the pulse alive in you...
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So many angles, so many lines ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏/ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏so many ways to see the sunrise...
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