Motto

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Life oh now why am I endlessly

measuring matters with those of an-

other, if waters of fables my

whole life was leading to came just by

closing that delta you’d think I’d have

done that already.

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Picking my way through the needles on

sidewalks the work walk disrupted by

glance of the past yeah the glance of a

fleeting careening if beautifully

seeming it’s only the feeling that

comes with the ending.

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Why am I floating the cosmonaut

feeling I crash into ceilings I’m

talking I’m reeling when fighting my

monsters my pilot’s on auto there’s

always more time to design a new

motto. I’m working.