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fiogf49gjkf0d Eyes & Teeth
I've been that way at least a thousand times
you try to start over once you fall behind
soon your plans collapse and land unmanned
when you see your old habits, springing up again
your foresight's rusty you know you're better off blind
you attempt preservation, with myopic eyes
now there's someplace else you'd rather be
where you can better conceive of, your progeny
i'd quit my vagrancy for you but for
eyes wide with urgency
burning through the door
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