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you're ice cold, sure told me so.
and I can't say what my mind holds.
sense of wonder permeates my headspace.
not enough strength to hold up the roof.

or the crumbling walls,
or the rotted out door;
foundations unstable.
and the light,
oh the flickering beam.
soon amongst all the burn outs,
the heaps of dreams of being something.

never doubt
myself and all the
qualities in which I lack
appeal at all.
tear through drawers but
it's just no use.
And I've had enough
time

to settle with my means.
come to terms with the feel
of owning misgivings.
I'm the dust that sparkles in the sun
from the afternoon clouds.

all the opportunities in the world could fall right into my lap,
and a boosted ego's of no use when I'm fevered in my cabin.
all the blue in the sky could pass me and i wouldn't even grab it.

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