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The flutter that lifts me

Is the patter that minds my errs

To feel the surge in my veins

I must thrust it from my heart

And send it on its way

Home

The pulse of the conduit

Clicks seconds off my life

I will not watch this waterfall

Of every time I've felt

I will not burn out or fade away

I will

And that is why

Don't ask

Know