I wish we could see that these plants come from a seed These arent our bodies It was we who made them bleed And now we beg and plead This world is full of weeds My heart is waging a war on creation I doubt that Ill ever cut through Ill hold high a mirror, and hope you dont hear her Pray youll be distracted by you I wish we could see, but this world is lit dimly These arent our bodies Im thirsty. Im hungry I go back to the tree I know just what I need My heart is waging a war on creation I doubt that Ill ever cut through Ill hold high a mirror, and hope you dont hear her Pray youll be distracted by you
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