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Proactive Evolution... I'd be white, weak and blind The opposite of oxen Feeling for an exit with Fingers stiff as branches Of a tiny bonsai birch Bark falling off in strips Leaving nude wood, white So bright in raw scar-glow Like a fresco angel, except Starved and deranged though And for an exit, trying Through blindness and time If I wasn't when I am But I'm on I'm on fire And I'm on Right now Proactive evolution... I'd be drying up, nearly bone Alone in the lack Veins slack as empty hose Letras de cancionesHand like a crumpled newborn foal Stumbling towards a need Too undefined to feed— The negative of the silhouette Of a dock crane backlit at sunset Gasping for exit through unknown air If I wasn't when I am But I'm on I'm on fire And I'm on Right now Pull back the vines To reveal a detour sign Now I'm on I'm on fire And I'm on Right now Proactive evolution... From Letras Mania