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Common Logic
I'll keep singing like a bird with no wings
in the city of pointless nothings,
and I'll keep running through a crooked field
full of flowers without any petals
I'll keep climbing dead trees that are just trunks
in forests of hollow bricks
and I'll keep dancing on glass rocks
until my feet are dusted with broken stars
and I'll keep doing it
just because you can't stop me
when I'm not using
common logic.
in the city of pointless nothings,
and I'll keep running through a crooked field
full of flowers without any petals
I'll keep climbing dead trees that are just trunks
in forests of hollow bricks
and I'll keep dancing on glass rocks
until my feet are dusted with broken stars
and I'll keep doing it
just because you can't stop me
when I'm not using
common logic.
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