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I've stretched my hands

Founded palms of salvation

Time is slick ice

Barely made the day

And it's been a whole month

I've opened on some grass

Faced the sky alone

Half a fear I keep

Sleep in sleep for sleep

It takes a lot to forgive

Moon spits shivs in beaming fits

Splits and splints my heart is with

Fitted with my own dissent 

I drive and take apart my mind

I drive into the night blind out of sight