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Licking flavor from words Like hard candy in my mouth
Watching things go down easily
Some might say Who am I to question Or doubt it.
Scratching a feeling Disturbing an answer Wrap me up in suppositions. Linen thoughts Beer poured ideas Rub the delivery over and under Congregate Let us see where we stand And who we know And why it matters or what difference it makes. Breathe with me Know we're alive.
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