a monster
a monster feeding
like a climber lost in the mountains
I dream only of sleeping ain't it something?
ain't this something?
ain't we something? nothing to move
nothing ever to explain
just pillow clouds
of poison gas
moving on somewhere
that always stays
miles away
miles away.
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