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I’m finished making sense. It can wait one night. The secrets that you keep are ever ready.

It’s slowly dawning. Without this safety net you’re free. And everything needs rearranging. I need water for this fire. Summer town’s a merry-go-round. Frost-bitten evergreen the stars they form a tree. Bodies escapin’ from the tolling of the bell. They just slip by me everyday. And there’s fifty lives to tell. The tide is low. I can’t find a better way. Never hearing any word I say. You seem to circle miles above me. The stakes get risen daily. The blinding light of day holds sway.

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