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Crossed Amager’s plains to see the eye That never… I never rest only sleep Only sleep Only Ancient vice, none look in the grail twice Overfill and it will spill, every pain has thrills “Edelweiss”, you said that cause it sounds nice, heavy wore your face, everything here waves Ground the spore, palomino trained boar, in plastic from the hague, I answered your call as the bike would sway Fallow scene, saw you warped on phone’s screen, I love you for your grace, it took me a while but I’ll come around I want that something, I’ll haul it, dragging cross the range, to hold that feeling, that state of certainty, unfeigned You just let me know and I’ll come around Once I’m good, I’ll bike back from the wildwood, patient eyed Coming son, the winter has its dark hum, how can I retain some sight? From Letras Mania