There's something in my mind,
even with all my might,
can't figure out what it might
Might it be a loom, sewing my bleeding wound;
may it be a room, holding your graceful heart;
can it be a knife, resting my restless soul.
Fill the void,
set the time,
seal my soul.
and a wonderful world shall be create.
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