All pictures aside now, slide into closed eyes.
Time kept close by, next to the light.
A stamp to approve a location to move to.
Fell out of reaction, land steady.
Well, it all read the same when we just needed more.
Blank, call attention to the shy hand.
Walk steady, tired of the first thing.
Reach, turn, remember.
Choked back, tied to the last thing. Turn it up bright.
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