mental images
stumble  like junkies
awaiting "the nod"

the peace that never comes

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we cudda been lovers

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mental images
before the mirror
(eachother)

believing
"fear is real"

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will we die before ever
being born?

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without empathy?

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the mountain is high
the vision clear

the air
life

we are sacred

remember?

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mental images
stumble  like junkies
awaiting "the nod"

and the peace

still here