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Out of the orchard, out of the tree
We fell and felt nothing but want
To be sure, to be earnest
To be pure
This is the day, this is the morn
To gather all my flints and sigh
I am breathing
I am speaking
Let me be known
In our place above the field
We sat and sang our quiet plight
Hearts awakened
We listened
We advised
I die so that I might live
The bug burns so that I might live
We die so that we might live
The bug burns so that we...
Out of habit, in good form
I watch my lover weather storms
I'm not peaceful
She's not peaceful
We are worn
My solemn heart seeks to find
A spot to build and call my mind
There I'm safer
The sun is love
And high
The seeds from you they've grown in me
The seeds from me they've grown in you
In dreams I'm painted
By others
Who've gone through
Their pigments on their fingers
My body drawn up in sigils
Flowers the need to have it all
Beauty ambition soul
Sorcery
Certainty
Death's at my back
With a sneer or a smirk
Phantoms usurped
I'll cry worth
Worth
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