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Future leaning twice crossed in fact it wasn't what I originally thought but then how can you tell from the first cast of the dice, ah rolling again, rolling along, I always use that one it's not like I said it before said it again, say it three times and make a wish; a wish to cast out and wonder but when you don't know what to wish for what is the thought that drives the dream. Dreams are there to be made. Dreams are there to think and feel, I feel I think, I dream. Ten past the last moment you thought of cast inside the spout. Spout. Spleen. Mean. Tea on the dancefloor and it all fell out, words to try and wonder next time they step forward will the eyes have it, you don't know yet but you wonder, the meaning outside the notes drawn together. Common meaning beside the strangest goal. Not what. Nearby the lights fade.
I wonder.
I wonder.
Redo from start and look out through the window.
The moon hasn't got the answers either, so why do you think your fingers have, only the future teaches the seconds you haven't lived yet, the moments yet to be.
Damn their eyes,
Damn them with custard.

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