Drips
Drip the wall
lick the drops
drop the lights
taste the drips
when i was young
i didnt swim in the rain
like an ugly fish
can you spare some change
one to one
connections
names me sane
safe
or trapped
like a drip
of rain
i stay
scared into
lifes circle
to remain
a golf ball
swimming in the lake
swimming in the lake
swimming in the lake
swimming in the lake
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