I would like to be a man and see me made brand new. Distractions caused a barrier before the mountain view. A small explosion, barely noticed. Bandaged and improved. A calm commotion, healthy lesions. Torn out by the view.
The cold embrace; the walk away. A common murder motive. An idle take, the mass decay. A sanction for our mother.
Move! Emulated by computers. Combinations of our lust. I have lost myself in others. I'm the spark when I combust.
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