~~~ Shine your lamp – On a hill – casting an arrow out of the dark like a fast train. With big loud screeching tracks. … You were young – You were alone When you needed rope you brought a line of amber. Wild and perilous – Those things that scared me. … Riding screeching trains – the lights blur – and I ride on the side – That ladder that hangs off the edge. I know there are some things we shouldn’t be thinking – maybe they’re wrong – But I wanna feel what’s so wrong about it – How much closer can we get? … Without abjection. Remember yourself. Who you are – why it is you are here – And to ride alongside of that. Wouldn’t you agree?
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