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Heart
Take me on With you I say That I might plan another day To take the truth from lies you say And mask a future real The pictures of the words You say Are only true for now Today But I see things you cannot say I might not know but feel But you go on I’ll stay behind Really go For I don’t mind I might be dumb and later blind But I know real from other A fragile heart you cannot seal These clouds are soft Like in a dream They must be more More than they seem A single part not of a team I think you understand They pick apart the water, ice They seem sincere But are not nice Their purpose no more true Than rice Thrown at a funeral pyre And heart now made of steel
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