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in your mask but you
pour the songs that we've sung
without the force to push me on
make the lakes fill up
Take - my - hand
Plough through the soil
into a ready-made flask
hear the crunch of the foil as
you unwrap the bread of my heart
leave my heart to the damned
As you build me a bed
