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It can talk
Though it is
It can talk
Quiet I
Guess I know
All of it
Open handed
You did it
Belly up
White and dead
All of it
With my things
In my place
All of it
Flickering and fading
That's the way it's going
By the way it's going Over and over my gone lover
Unhand me
I'm the same
I'm the turf
You're the feet
You wipe it
Off the street
Onto me
Lean by this
For it is
Lost in it
What am I
If not ground
For your knees
And your bones
Flickering and fading
That's the way it's going
By the way it's going
Over and over my gone lover
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