The thread of inner rhythm is self-directing
I think we're standing too close now
The thought has overtaken, I'm seeking balance
For there's a reason to start now
Three stays in her eye
Nine rests by my side...on my side
Increasing oh so quickly, she is sinking into my chest
Forcing the air out, sending me into a calm distress
But as she's breathing we are breathing and our pul
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