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A play folds out on the forest floor
I bought a one way ticket back to July
Quantum
Theory
Breathless
Yet...
Discorporate
If I read the whole book
What would I say?
Now there's no mystery
Just a bunch of pages
Crumpled yesterdays
And I'm not so
Sure we are
Together on this
Anymore
It's like
Like nothing matters
Oh, oh but it does
Woefully
At peace
We start to eat the seeds
Hungry enough to eat tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Listen breakers
And listen bucks
These are the one-rail hooks
You're looking through garbage
The wealth and filth
Of our dreams
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