tickets: the paper key to the golden door.
tickets: from the bouncing walls to the wounded floor.
tickets: dancing around the future-fixed mind.
tickets: the anguish of (whatever) can now be left behind!
tickets: without a doubt the world's sharpest paper-cut.
tickets: once you get 'em, keep your eyes shut.
& then the world will hit you in the gut.
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