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| Doar |
I've lived it, travelled it, smelled it, and waited for it. Now it takes me, and disavows me, salutes the now before me, and I waited for it. Takes it care for me, and surrounds all of me, circles the globe for me, and I stampeded for it. Takes a view of me, and targets the paper for me, blanks the screen for me, and I am confused for it. Stacks the dry time for me, and lays in wait for me, It slightly tilts for me, and you blink in it. Flashes it's plugged, for me, and hears my songs for me, It hooks the ink for me, and is still folded in it. |
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