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Alone on a train, aimless in wonder |
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An outdated map, crumbled in my pocket |
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But I didn't care where I was going |
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'Cause they're all different names for the same place |
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The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun |
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I knew no words to share with anyone |
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The boundaries of language I quietly cursed |
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All the different names for the same thing |
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There are different names for the same thing |
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There are different names for the same thing |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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There are different names |
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Different names |
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There are |
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Different names for the same thing |
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Different names for the same thing |
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For the same thing |
