Just between us and ourselves
have I fallen from grace
in want to go where all kids go
go to my nameless place
Where lonely birds can really fly
like poetry in motion
where only the highest waterfalls
come diving into the ocean
diving into the ocean
I know I kneel by nearby ponds
but never stay too long
but never is a long long time
again I could be wrong
all I need is a little push
in birth I could immerse
into my lake of understanding
where I drown in reverse

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