A switch/in the blood turned on: grow up./Here it is: life./Every vein of you thirsty, breathing on waxing, waning arms/seldom breaking./Below, busy feet are/always spreading and caring/where they're going.
A switch/in the blood turned on: grow up./Here it is: life./Every vein of you thirsty, breathing on waxing, waning arms/seldom breaking./Below, busy feet are/always spreading and caring/where they're going.
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