forest fries
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no I'm not going to bare to you my soul
virgin moss on five hundred fifty year-old trees
a woman's to a man's love
If I told to you about the arc
the century and the duel
seven blazen warriors
the source of the sun and
face paint
I sense or doubt that's where it's at
the D note, the C clef
the A minor seventh
hold my they
sing of it
trembelo
utterance of night
uproar from a dark place
crack in the deeper forest frying
how the air expands and fills
every possible no matter how unseen space
the void doesn't
have a chance
neither does me not loving you
from the tinkliest star
eyes closed
this even if it were close
I can barely touch it
because I truly
don't know
but if I were to begin
virgin moss on five hundred fifty year-old trees
a woman's to a man's love
If I told to you about the arc
the century and the duel
seven blazen warriors
the source of the sun and
face paint
I sense or doubt that's where it's at
the D note, the C clef
the A minor seventh
hold my they
sing of it
trembelo
utterance of night
uproar from a dark place
crack in the deeper forest frying
how the air expands and fills
every possible no matter how unseen space
the void doesn't
have a chance
neither does me not loving you
from the tinkliest star
eyes closed
this even if it were close
I can barely touch it
because I truly
don't know
but if I were to begin
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every possible no matter how unseen space
the void doesn't
have a chance
neither does me not loving you
Fully heated heart, thank you
thank you sincerely