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emotion,
I could cradle you like a baby
and raise you to be bigger than me
but I get the notion
that what I see is
broken
and what I feel is
holy
and dew on the grass
how do I make you last?
without keeping my eyes on and scolding
like a bird bath just holding
and creeping up on me
a dandelion tree
with one breath left to breathe
and I'm changing
my soul is on a hit list
the river in me is
relentless
and I'm settling for
less than
I know I'm set out to be
and creeping up on me
a dandelion tree
with one breath left to breathe
and I'm changing
I'm changing
I'm changing
and creeping up on me
a dandelion tree
with one breath left to breathe
emotion
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