A question like dust interrupted on windshields.

A question like a strand of hair across your eye.

A question like a knife in the ocean.

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I want to write something that will make your heart throw itself off your chest.
I want to write something that will make you feel like you are an astronaut.
I want to write something that will wrinkle your coolness.
I want to write something that will cure your ailments.
I want to write something that will change the way you see yourself.
I want to write something that will make you second-guess your beliefs.
I want to write something that will torch the system you live in.
I want to write something that will give you cooties.
I want to write something that will spin you into a state of orgasmic awe.
I want to write something that will populate your dreams with happy clouds.
I want to write something that will make you fall in love with me.
I want to write something that will make you mad as hell.
I want to write something that will travel through walls.
I want to write something that will produce light bulbs.

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