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Clay in a perfect
hands, reach the womb

On loudest day
When they laude you to of disbelief
You will end your
On your knees, hide a hint of grace

And it's for now
The old and evening drink
Your paid
By the gentle you thank

You loved that

at the bone beneath your feet

Don't to brave
Don't at all when I squeeze your throat
And say, "My god, been so bad
Was it worth you have forgotten?"

Skin, sliding
curve, crushes doubt
Clay, come us
It is time, say
from the blade
To the floor, to the