At the fire on the edge of the world
To be there, without
To capture life at it's very rawest
I see so clearly
Human nature in it's lightning passage
People tell you much
With some sense of letting everything go
Isms and eons
We spoke of warmed bones and creatures
old
Entertaining thoughts
At the fire on the edge of the world
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:17 PM UTC
At the fire on the edge of the world
To be there, without
To capture life at it's very rawest
I see so clearly
Human nature in it's lightning passage
People tell you much
With some sense of letting everything go
Isms and eons
We spoke of warmed bones and creatures
old
Entertaining thoughts
At the fire on the edge of the world
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