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Carey Mulligan: Carey, Carey, Quite Contrary - W by Michael Thompson, January 2012
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You never worked well with our group
Not with the faults we found
So we fixed you with cement galoshes
No one can save you now
Unless you have friends among fish
There’ll still be no air to breathe
You could drink up the entire ocean
I’ll still find someone to be everything we know that you’ll never be
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‘…and I pluck at their petals until they wilt in my stomach acid and tangle around my organs, waiting for spring again’
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