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High-key spirits

We
of the fidgety hearted,
We
of the fragile minded,
We don't know where we're going,
except home.
Wherever that is.
Whatever that is.
Don't think about who does
and does not cherish you.
That line of thought,
though straight,
but will lead you nowhere. (Ever.)
And we
of the nervous dancers,
and of the
high-key spirits,
We don't know where we're going
except home.
Wherever that is.
And we
will only think, instead,
about who we cherish.
These thoughts will become
a straight highway,
And we
will travel on it.



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