like a football crowd, you’d deaf ’cause roar. like a boxer, there’d a — Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

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If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty.

Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

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