The way the world leans its curve its axis
My satellite brain I sent into orbit
The tomb, the millstone, my body left folded
My time in the sun before exploded
Stones I cut from mountains
Mountains cut from the ice
The pain that I inflicted the harm that I invite
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The hardest part of ownership is
How to possess and appreciate balance
It’s tasteful to let some time pass
Finger bruises where we were grabbed
I’ll help you move in
Stones I cut from mountains
Mountains cut from the ice
The pain that I inflicted the harm that I invite
Stones I cut from mountains
Mountains cut from the ice
My arms I left extended
The harm that they invite
Stones cut from mountains
Mountains cut from the ice
The pain that I inflicted
The hate that I invite
