I don't know how my actions
become moderated by my wishes...

Ebony voices sculpted my hands
until I was clutching cold metal...

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Closed light...

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Driven...

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How does one measure the distance to moon's...

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I am held...

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His dream became his death sentence...

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Starlight...

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Everyone seems to critique your image...

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Meditate on what we have now...

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Can you feel the rainbows of air...

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Tough...