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I dream of green fields
Shoulders free of weight
A clouded blue sky
A place to plant a seed
And you are there
And we lay side by side
You speak a new language
Wrestling ghosts with skin
A liquid voice from a hall within
Melancholy breaks around us
We form two angles of a point break
Dividing what aims to wear us down
You said it was your kind of heaven

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