clear as an azure day of blue-est summer
no wonder
obvious things give way to ideas melting
typical neat folded clean
make it all the way in
first we all
ever to fail and feel
fall off of the earth
freezing
caught in orbit
you take hold of the rings
and sad help me
impressed and dressed
appropriately
i'm there
soon
smell
fuel
first
straight
love
true
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