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cut the slack,arms form like rope to gather these dreams
"can you steer? or did you just loose your touch?"
we made it this far, you still have blisters on your heels.
we break through to each new experience; we are calloused but that much further. (let go, breath in)
we must fuel this change, on and on it flows.
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