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Shadows [you rue?], one way ahead

To sour through their fake [?] black cloth

It's a passageway to drive, walk, or run through

Or the wind and water can carry you

I expect what didn't happen just now to have just happened

It lifted me up, part of the [?] skies wine

Embody the trail that's designed by the shadow of never

Forward, or up or down, climb

The top is the bottom, so there's no rush

And you don't get tired

Just nows, when if you burn the [?] that's around you [?] pretend

Staring at whatever [?] itself to the rays of light that balance

And move like you do 'cause you do it for them

I've been falling around so long, mistakenly killed for being so thin

I could flipped inside out:

The song of trash that can rise in the fresh new

[Food?] is clothing

Love, so it grooves

I assume that whenever slides and roams around, spending life

So you flip each day to the night

That holds yourself in position

Folding pain tightly so it knows what it means

For it silent [vows?] to be all that bleeds

Like me, it knows the sides

Or what it needs to keep trying

And it didn't mean to be

N. I. A. P

My body's light

Cause the weight of whatever[s] carried me through the weak traps around

That [?]

I've stepped any way, not falling, [like?] being on my way to be

I'll never go empty, [?] thanks to...

F. P. ?

Sitting around feels like running

And clouds dangle me from their thighs, widening across where life is here

'Cause my love is crying

I'll share [the way?] I've lost 'cause I'm a pretend me

And I'm real 'cause I can hit me softly

And bleed

Blood, I can hear 'cause I'm here now and it's far from me

Fall back into the ground

Flip-dive through its holes

There in the whole thing

Landing is unimportant

As long as I'm giving the thing that swirls

Like selling dreams to cannabis

Telling two to jump three