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[00:06.55] Hand over hand
[00:11.96] I’m pulling myself together
[00:17.12] On this itchy couch again
[00:23.00] I’d pull you in
[00:29.35] But I couldn’t help thinking
[00:34.20] Or my mouth was tarpaulin
[00:40.80] Let me start again
[00:45.73] I didn’t mean to say so
[00:50.72] Much about my plans
[00:57.00] So you see my hand
[01:00.92] See? It’s never either/or now
[01:06.00] Stigmata ampersand
[01:11.04]
[01:18.36] The morning is the self, it’s self evident
[01:28.21] A clattering of blinds
[01:34.80] A mimetic wind
[01:40.24] A sympathetic tremor I’m
[01:45.17] A tessela of signs
[01:52.04] Oh, I close my eyes and
[01:56.12] Fractal inner rings of varicose resign
[02:07.80] Coiled dark inside
[02:11.32] I’ll open my eyes and clear my
[02:16.72] Throat when I know it’s time
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