chords unequivocal like the range of freedom

better beveled blessed chords like dancing circumferences that light doormats and closet pastures
time in the doctored distance of problematic voices, taunted like the gesture of waves of night
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forensic rocks and peddles of fortunate sizing matter where we were forgiven on the tree that time
did you ever know I did come to realize we could have lasted forever, family, children, settled lives
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I am one of the wayward foraging tires dragging behind and losing air like London subway breathing
ears that never watched the smoke of boxes and acting like citizens will stir the next empire, not here
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what we will see is the lost opportunities and mistaken identities and knowing the forgotten one
was the senseless searching in the first place, all other prize winning cafe cages were hard lessons
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the first love would have settled all patterns and spared me from disabling turmoil that lasted years
but I was meant to be a fountain for missing pieces of emotive restitution like a beveled stir chord
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