From df0d5f3cb03f8bf7d72e067c0fd7ee54ce4b86eb Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Tue, 24 Mar 2015 22:53:18 -0700 Subject: Change template and CSS for flatter structure - Change CSS to one file - Change template to reflect CSS flattening --- the-night-we-met.html | 24 +++++++++++------------- 1 file changed, 11 insertions(+), 13 deletions(-) (limited to 'the-night-we-met.html') diff --git a/the-night-we-met.html b/the-night-we-met.html index 3863b75..800d5d5 100644 --- a/the-night-we-met.html +++ b/the-night-we-met.html @@ -12,23 +12,19 @@ The night we met, I was out of my mind | Autocento of the breakfast table - + - - - - - - + -
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The night we met, I was out of my mind

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My head is full of fire, my tongue swollen,
pregnant with all the things I should’ve said
but didn’t. Last night, we met each other
in the dark, remember? You told me time was

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pregnant with all things. I should’ve said
something, to draw you out from your place
in the dark. Remember, you told me time was
only an illusion, and memory was only

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something to draw. You, out from your place,
I out from mine, that night, I believed in you.
Only illusion and memory were one, lying
down on your couch, through the night you drew

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me out from mine. That night, I believed in you
when you told me you loved me. I lay
down on your couch. Through the night, you drew
a picture of our future together.

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When you told me you loved me, I lied
in the dark. Remember, you told me time was
a picture of our future together.
My head is full of fire, my tongue swollen.

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My head is full of fire, my tongue swollen,
pregnant with all the things I should’ve said
but didn’t. Last night, we met each other
in the dark, remember? You told me time was

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pregnant with all things. I should’ve said
something, to draw you out from your place
in the dark. Remember, you told me time was
only an illusion, and memory was only

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something to draw. You, out from your place,
I out from mine, that night, I believed in you.
Only illusion and memory were one, lying
down on your couch, through the night you drew

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me out from mine. That night, I believed in you
when you told me you loved me. I lay
down on your couch. Through the night, you drew
a picture of our future together.

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When you told me you loved me, I lied
in the dark. Remember, you told me time was
a picture of our future together.
My head is full of fire, my tongue swollen.

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