.Here I am still intact, and I should give myself credit for that, but I =
Have cast a stone deep into my throat, I squat on land my feet won't =
Reach, the smell of blood and bile and bleach, I need a square foot and =
A rope. We can weave, we can unravel, we keep on sleeping right throu.
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