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in my element
flimsy thing
and hardly fly
still goose bump chill
heart aflutter
still as a tree
in my time
I attracted sunshine
and they take me down
check dental records
shallow graves
only then see the rings
here was a battle
then was a plague
no one is listening
no one sees
how often I catch fire
don’t we all?
and go to a fate well known
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