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You are the breath until your body breaks  You are the illness that your system shakes  In the image of an arc swept low, then up until a song it makes To repress until the questions flow  Illustrate until the classroom follows  Your left hand can’t know where the right has been  Flick your tongue until the words spill So go and file your decisions this is not intermission this is a… To repeat until the pressure peaks And put some blood into your cheeks  Bottom feeding on an ancient lore  Breath recycling ’til the room speaks  Always pleading that you act on inaction  Always hoping that you combat distraction, so I can distract you So go and file your decisions this is not intermission  This is a big world in a little girl From Letras Mania