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Lost Pageswords shatter in my face
splintered in my tongue
riding one-wheeled chariots
when my heart gave out I took it to the shop
at the very very top of a temporary clock tower
the mechanist pulled me in close
checked my beard for silver threads
chugged puff steam from the pipe in his mouth
Specifically, In Wavesi always run
the language is irrelevant
we only know denial
the bruises never tell how
you'll never know
i hear the voices strain their chords and notes
making the sound
you kept me safe I'd rather drown