fog
The ocean of billion drops
All that i could have learnt
Had already been known
Slide in the caterpillar state
No hero. No will. No need.
Longing above the bend
In universal breed
Visualising the world
Walking off skin
Insignificant signs, assertive fools
Deliriois thoughts gulfstream
There is no cure for cancer of soul
Everyone's having their own Waterloo
Sensible tripe, compulsive moves
Always in doubt for relational all.
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