Lying with Lego is like:

typing poems on a keyboard

and hearing music in your head. 

Lying with music is like:

waking up in the morning

and you're still alive.

Lying with life is like:

that one kite on a string

against the metro pole

and somehow makes it lie. 

Lying with you is like:

making poems with the wind.

When you want me to belong (be ...

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