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an ear’s for breathing
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between, but needing, two worlds.
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I’m condemned—sorry, I have been given the job
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rose
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the endless walk through the self, knowing through a bond
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we take ourselves to take ourselves
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But it is the dark emptiness contained
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Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
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smuggle the message
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You only know you’re the person who’s with