here

Rising with air, breath's desperate ages
loud music carries all its times
with smoked out clarity as well

Nerves flower out my bare need
knowledge, I found skin, and underneath
day slowly wears, moved by turn

And clouds don’t ‘need to know’
and being moves a new overlay
out here the valley, goes how

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