a rhythm sways
but my body stays
and nothing like this i have seen
i rise too quick my soul made sick by the
dizzy (so dizzy) i'm given
whatever, the blaze
in the words of a phrase make such
light out of darkness and thicket
(i'm out of it in it)
you say
i sigh
but the light is aligned
with a world
that i know
you
possess
i know nothing
i guess
(i highlight the mess?)
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