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Serial its bound toGoJust releasing pent upEnergyI have regained myEyesGuess the spiritWas rightNo more static wavesI think less andWrite moreInto the weak fieldLeft or right theResults never changeA bit like a horseSpanning endlessLiesI try,i tryThe more i takeSprouting endlessVinesTravel from wordOf mouthLike screamingGonna howl tonightI hope it goes alrightSuckers gone blindI do it every timeChalk it up toTimingIts a cat fightBattling both sides
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