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muzzle him after pandora’s long gone

muzzle me, only until i can be sure again

this is our circle, if we could only count on Pi?

america grates, number one is sick is the reason why

parenthood, it’s hard and never fair

no need nor any sense of direction, talk is cheaper

blowing a steady wind like an afternoon game show

eddies, their one purpose is to drown you know?

their peace like a river is nobody else’ but theirs

i can show you graves quiet like nobody cares

tears appear, you can’t understand

or count their flood, it can swallow the land

drain the heavens, leaving us alone in a puzzle

seriously now. about that muzzle?


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