The cadence in this silence ruins me,
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an amethyst glow always seems to keep,
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Just enough bright around,
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to help you place your thoughts, In all the right spots.
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The songs you used to hum all night,
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and the words that always read just right,
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Can make it so hard to watch it, flicker and descend.
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The arc of this dream crushes every vein,
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A shallow depression always seems to save,
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Just enough certainty to taper off your faults, with all the right calls.
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The songs you used to hum all night,
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and the words that always read just right,
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Can make it so hard to watch it, flicker and descend.
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The songs you used to hum all night.
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Flicker
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| Time Spent Driving |
