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I’d blend into the rainbows If I’d come out in flying colours Fall with the tides If I’d rise back in soaring torrents Fade with the wind If it’d lead me right to you Patience, my tempo If I’d race up to the crown Am in a race with my own race In dispute with my generation As my mind pace into the space of the nearest future We danced to a dirge of flattery Wake up, nightmares could also be reality I’d be your sun Help you rise through your mournings Your nightingale Play up melodies in your garden I’d be your artist Draw your attention to all you love Your Physician Treat you right as a Queen Mismatch The contours map our world. ..
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
Mismatch
I’d blend into the rainbows If I’d come out in flying colours Fall with the tides If I’d rise back in soaring torrents Fade with the wind If it’d lead me right to you Patience, my tempo If I’d race up to the crown Am in a race with my own race In dispute with my generation As my mind pace into the space of the nearest future We danced to a dirge of flattery Wake up, nightmares could also be reality I’d be your sun Help you rise through your mournings Your nightingale Play up melodies in your garden I’d be your artist Draw your attention to all you love Your Physician Treat you right as a Queen Mismatch The contours map our world. ..
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
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