every drop rattled till it stopped shining through a misty tide
it felt so insecure that night you've lost the map but the way out here is trapped pure inside enough to see pure enough to disagree
fall into the stain the stars they used to drain until it rained
your tears have turned the water black
you just stumble
and wait for the attack
your hands protect your eyes
i'm sure you've lost your speech
but things don't happen
before they've come to grief,,,,

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