Feels, do you know how it feels
To be woken by the beat of a tyrant’s drum?

Feels, do you know how it feels
To be broken, by the beat of relentless say so Mouth shut, stay low
Even my dreams occupy the walls

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Feels, do you know how it feels
To be shaken?

Every day fear is fresh as the dew

Feels, do you know how it feels
To be broken, by the beat of relentless say so Mouth shut, stay low
Even my dreams occupy the walls

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But now I’m swinging for an aspirin, coffee, paper, pen

The rope, the scope, the sweep, the swing
Aspirin, coffee, paper, pen

Maybe today I’ll get up like I’m going somewhere...

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When some kindness breaks the silence and all of my dreams bottleneck to the point- 

See what’s flowing from my burning heart,

all of my dreams bottleneck to the point.

Something is gained, something is lost

Something is gained, something is lost 

always we move on.
All of my dreams bottleneck to the point.

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The arc of a poem is set to land
I’m a transatlantic kite flyer
They won’t lock me down