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What fell today upon meWhen my reflexive reachFound only myself caught withinA heavy swelling darkness whichWith eyes could not be seenThe air beckone..
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We are waterA machineAnd I, a working pieceHave been moved quite a waysA telltale sign of waves
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Minutes with quick-set cement
And a lifetime to regret
The shaking hand-spun version of the truth
They'd come to use
Formed before their eyes in f..
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