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Feb 2021
iodine
iolite
i can see starlight
you let me go to
where you can't see me, too
catch night
big flight
long island
alright
and so i'm getting lost
in the brew,
so i'm getting lost
what is new?

open up to discord
feeling bored
nothing for me to do
except what i have to
so i cry and turn and toss
become one with the moss
iodine and fire
i'm not the loss or the "pire"
you once let me go
and i had run so-so
in a cycle of black
no turning back
i've seen the unseen
the unwanted to be seen
the unkeen
and you left me
behind to see the
mind of what was black.
sombre de quelqu'un l'esprit.

what am i to you?
i keep getting lost in the brew.
:)
Written by
ludin  M
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