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Le Wail

  seeping and calm an absorber, a witness a fountain,  a friend grateful even   pushed around by your built replicas of me net and spear, still i care i could hide, i have worlds but i choose you migrating  through your tears   use all of me and gloat, smother me on your billboard lips cause Im as smooth as you are dull   i need no breath, and i am weightless, and that’s scary to you, i blow and you push again   and i’ll die easily to remain sacred i have nothing to...