Now when I close my eyes
rooms dematerialize.
I saw a buzsaw water.
Warm sand under my hands I'm free.
I have all the time in the world I'm free,
in the world I'm free.
I used to keep quiet
before I learned words.
My bones dried were chalk
Out in heavy eyeball, (?)
pardon heavy in the world we reap. (?)
I opened the door,
dug up the photograph.
Ballpoint pen royal blue,
I have failed 1999.
Blessed is the one
the one who's sin is gone.
She cried.
She cried.
She cried.

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