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The Mad Flight - Manifest Anapest
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Well baby let’s begin To strike the set of every evidence And cut the thread that held you there And so, suspended in the air God! Damocles! This drop refused to drip! So fold it into your plans And hold it inside your hands And leave A pillow on the bed Each morning stealthily prepares This absence and the sheer affront of it And drink, O drink another bit O did you think I’d suffer this, Who can’t afford to buy your prophecy? So fold it into your plans And hold it inside your hands And soon slipped into night But whose lips will you bite Tonight? And so you say this is the end Well baby baby let’s pretend That you were ever mine to start with And with an easy backward trace, In an amnesiac embrace, Would you were here, O would what we were where
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