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Bluelighter
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The fog was lifted, finally
off the shoulders of the factories
where the giants lived, winoes free
they scraped the sky clear and cried
We want to be inside!
Inside the mother-womb, inside the homes
inside the possibility of endless, immortal, everlasting sweet
possibilities...
Apologies from the sky
tears of reality from the warden
you are puddled near to Us
for now
off the shoulders of the factories
where the giants lived, winoes free
they scraped the sky clear and cried
We want to be inside!
Inside the mother-womb, inside the homes
inside the possibility of endless, immortal, everlasting sweet
possibilities...
Apologies from the sky
tears of reality from the warden
you are puddled near to Us
for now
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