if I could build a wall around this self I wouldn't be gripping at it now if the soul is circular in an image of a sight that came first maybe time wouldn't feel so pressing maybe lines...they're all scattered and I would ride above what sees that fear's not there and I would never miss you with love, if I could find the trust to end control would I do it? sit them side by side if my life is more than physical with a vision of a move to a higher know maybe time wouldn't feel so precious maybe sides wouldn't matter and I could ride above what sees that fear's not there and I would never lose you I would never miss you with love,
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