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I spend my time, as I walk through this day
With thoughts of reality drifting away
And through it all I just can't say
Anything more than a cliche
It passes and masses into what I once was
calling to me from it's home up above
As everything folds I'll douse it in love
I'll fit over me, snug as a glove
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