"Shave our heads strip our clothes burn them books but the mind still grows a sheltered mind with fears of rings fear of time and missing links we all once were. and I'll walk until my legs are broken I was up walking and you were the shoes bored with the thoughts that you thoughts I could use Islands were made of brick stone and shade where deaths only rest of laughable tunes feel your toes buried sand wide eyes roll and the legs, they stand I was alseep until my eye were opened we are made to be sewn bodys lips eyes earthed and regrown" -
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