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Pressure In the seams of the day I steal away To let my thoughts run high and think of all the care it takes to keep my spirit by. It wants to roam, untethered to test all it can find gather in to sift and sort what many see as blind. As if on lunge the course a circle ever long I call it in to catch a breath and sing to me its song. Time spent so quick, not my own the pressures all come due But nothing now or ever can displace my love for you. |
Additional Notes:
On finding a note attached to my monitor lamenting my devotion to the link.
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