Rehearsed words that tie around our throats.
Vibrating our chords in hope
That'll the bases will be covered
Before you go
Following in what we know
Passing it and letting it all
Flow
Holding hands with
The Large brass owl
We found in the yard
Not to long ago
We checked out of the Inn
Don't let this endeavor
Persuade you
To think
You
might actually
know
Why it is so hard
letting
go.
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