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Soft Shoes

I feel (alone it seems) that
In our tectonic relationship
The resonances of our harmonic vibration
Their full cadence might cause bridges to fail
If we crossed them
So that's maybe why
We must walk out of step
And run out of time

◄ Night Moorings

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