I used to think this song was merely whimsical. Now it seems like a meditation on aging. From a timeless masterpiece of an album, Another Green World (1975).
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saw me and earl and the dying girl on a free preview pass whim last night. it's molded in a certain cuteness people often mention tiring of, granted, but there was no way i wasn't going to respond to a lot of what was going on in it, pandering or no. this among those things.
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