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Really? Gifted? I don’t see it

I don’t!

Briefly lifted

I won’t be dead, I won’t

So seamless

Seal it, take hold

I’ll be there

To see it unfold

Neatly drifting

Did I sell myself short?

It’s nearly shifting, but

I won’t beat it, I won’t

I’m out to get around the tie ropes

Just say you won't hibernate now

It’s bound to come around if I go

Twenty-three

Climbing on, reward, all my love’s

Gallantry now

Sallied on towards, and miles up

Did you freak

Out at all the dots? All below, and in your

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Dialling up the dust