I hope she knows
She said it's dangerous, the isolation of a dream
When we know ourselves too well, it's diminishing
We cannot mark it. We're told to burn the text
And not get stranded on a word and forget
What's gone must resume
We suffer, palms lose
I'll side with what soothes
It changes, palms lose
She said it's dangerous, the isolation of a dream
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