oh, unfamiliar hold
clouds are frozen
crowds are foreign
cowered over
where do you place your head
(mostly asleep, mostly sleeping)
frozen over
foreign shoulders
my paramour
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go on and get your taste
I said I understand
and this is not an end
and I would have you again
a greenstick fracture
it's too young to be clean
come on and call me when
you are circulating