lying on this ground
pouring everything into this wound
all the thoughts in my head, going round and round
they seek, a point that can hardly be found
how does it feel, to be a bird set free
that flies over the midnight sea
how does it feel, to be a sweet cherry
that grows on a blossom tree
how much does it take?
to redo everything
how much does it take?
I'm tired of asking
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