If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think The results are always perfect I only have to do it
Would you like to hear my voice
And that's old news
sweetened with emotion
Invented at your birth? I formulate infinity
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
And store it deep inside of me.
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