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My Mind, Before The Rest
Two eyes, are blind to see
Too blind, toward Saturn's rings
One ring, that fits so snug
Cut off from the knuckle above
Cut off this circulation
Cut off, as we speak
Too form fitting, echoes ring
Two eyes are blind to see
Too blind, toward Saturn's rings
One ring, that fits so snug
Cut off from the knuckle above
Cut off this circulation
Cut off, as we speak
Too form fitting, echoes ring
Two eyes are blind to see
Published 10th Oct 2017
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