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My Breath Moves Branches

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Fork in outlet and im free

Don’t take my words without ecstasy
I can’t breath

Within a body bag
And ocean quells and absorbs

Sometimes the feeling is all right

Trying to ignite
But no placement for no right alignment
Pick my plums from pain to plight

It’s a hag in a bag in an ocean in a cut throat closed swordfish illusion.

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