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teetering between
the desperate answers
like pulling Time's
silver trigger
steering wheel note:
turn me on
whenever you feel
lonely
I'll be there for you I swear
you never knew trust
until you met me
why leave?
i can't run
no more,
would rather die
beside you
My country, my love
breathing calmly;
but all my drinks
and thoughts
are mixed
your body is a dazzling colander;
filtering my pieces out.
night, shuffled between
the unpredictable cards
of magic and moonlight
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