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Conor Oberst

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I think it is more like a ghost
that has been following us both.
Something vague that we're not seeing,
something more like a feeling.
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Something Vague
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A Scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks
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The Movement Of A Hand**

 
Conor Oberst

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