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Tie your tether on (the knot keeps slipping out) Eyes wide, breathe deep, blood flow, push through Expand to keep, contract & rue Pools round your feet, eyes with circles You were a sweet pursuit held fast with city roots Neglected by the chute, our gaze is rendered mute Feel a tender warmth & numbness Blissfully detached from all this Noise & dust from absent makers Made beds to sleep with forsakers These words are not mine, I just put them in a line & hang them down like vines, all letters dry with time Use them for little white lies, clearer in sheltered sighs With clumsy hopeful tries, they help make you your size From Letras Mania