the moment comes untried
a moment for to better
a line have prepared
but how is one
delivered of the burden
to fight the burden to escape
first looks are stolen
last glimpses exchanged
oh for one whole
line to have said
maybe a kiss
maybe a hug
im all ounces
do you hear
do you mind
if i swear
for you cut
like a knife
like love
on a hot evening
and i don't know
the roots of suicide
the tree of life
justice denied
on the platform, wait
from the station i left
koo jhik jhik
the bird of paradise
is decoupled in hell
into two halves
each miles apart
yearning burning
and lost
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