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I see circles at war in your eyes
cold dilations
old vibrations
I feel patterns alive in the night
repetition
and submission
In the kitchen late at night
waiting for the stove to light
Grab a mug I got from you
fill it with my ginger blues
Capsize in the summertime
you got the best of mine
and we’re off
it’s an echo parade
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