This beating heart won’t stay steady enough to keep me on this narrow way. With every twist and turn the street beneath my feet begins to burn. So I turn off. So I turn off and leave it alone. There must be something here, beautiful to hold against my dying ears. Before I disappear, send me off with something I’ve not heard. So I turn off and let it go. So I turn off and leave it alone. Wonder why I fail, as I’m hunting down my tail. Wonder why I try at all.
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