You have stopped flowing
And in this moment, my blood may stop too
Is that a problem? Do you think that
A day spent in captivity, slow burns
I want it to grow, my garden of ink
But in darkness only mold does
And in light the sun stops lying - we see it for the flames it is
You have asked me many times, you have seen
How we can grow together
A lie - the seeds, the water, the wind
Were born from my muscles
From my heart, they flow
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