Take on another shaft Palms in the middle, hands in the middle
Walk out another road, something is muffled, another chuckle.
This is a foreground. It is a foreground.
A cross country mass Take directions, can't connect it.
I'm not afraid besides; ten detected, nine interrupted
A little jelly, fine Powdered and fallen ocean and solid
Something about this light
Take all evening I'll just be cleaning
This is a foreground. It is a foreground.
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