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blinded by my enumerated
desire to fall and fade
back in the night, dime operated
searching for far off trains

blinded by my misunderstanding
the turtle boat comes, i’m stuck on the landing
i open my eyes, in my mind i’m the window-ville dresser
supplied by the night on my own though i’ve altered the fates

i turn my head away
was hard to decide, to stay
foolishly borne of my intuition
surely the sun shines again

blinded by my misunderstanding
the turtle boat comes, i’m stuck on the landing
my mind is the driveway of hope, i’m the oroville letter
arrived here by night but i know in my heart it’s too late

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