in a time, and kept displaced, our sky belied, no grace is saved, a life is to be lied to, lie to me, with me again
dodged me through a daffodil, looked me over, said "say 'i've had enough'", said "say 'i want more'", said "say 'i want yours'"
turn about and face the sun
turn your multitudes to one
children are subverted by design
give the hours away (ad libs)
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