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Wake up early for a pre-dawn mass
Get McDonald's and skip your first class
Drive up to the top of Garage B
Look down at the trees
There are preparations to be made
And reparations to be paid
So now you're thinking "how much time do I devote
To bumming around in flip flops with a spritzer ice cream float?"
Best not to focus on how much you'd like to sleep
Go down to the street
Where the jacaranda blossoms fall like rain into an ocean
And could it be possible you're pioneering new emotions?
Your salutatorian brain knows
It's such a well-blazed trail
It's the 405
The kind of party that you could never throw
Presents itself now as the only place to go
In between Catherine and Miyoko on the couch
You keep crashing out
This is no majestic apogee
Just an exit strategy
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