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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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