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Even a master welder could not feat these bars that wind and twirl encasing, interlacing your thoughts with the world for all may be what never was so where a smile once beamed a soft glow, now resides torn from the out, inside feeling weakened and tried because you tried and you tried but your fire was put out by eager firemen with hoses that spewed and skewed, the world you once knew for things you could not understand but you learned to understand grew up and found you can live without starting a fire and live to aspire to be important but when the town falls asleep my thoughts slowly creep back into my conscience ready or not Im ready and something so small as barefeet or chopsticks become the most important things at all red lipstick and straw hats a smile and a wave at someone Ive never met how good it can get when i havent heard yet what I need to know the need to go and learn on my own miles of road on an endless mind that only interprets what goes unfiltered
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
undo these binds
Even a master welder could not feat these bars that wind and twirl encasing, interlacing your thoughts with the world for all may be what never was so where a smile once beamed a soft glow, now resides torn from the out, inside feeling weakened and tried because you tried and you tried but your fire was put out by eager firemen with hoses that spewed and skewed, the world you once knew for things you could not understand but you learned to understand grew up and found you can live without starting a fire and live to aspire to be important but when the town falls asleep my thoughts slowly creep back into my conscience ready or not Im ready and something so small as barefeet or chopsticks become the most important things at all red lipstick and straw hats a smile and a wave at someone Ive never met how good it can get when i havent heard yet what I need to know the need to go and learn on my own miles of road on an endless mind that only interprets what goes unfiltered
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
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