There is no place I can hide, under a leaf with dew built upon it
I fell faster then it could ever digress to the ground
Clothe your dignity, to see what can’t be seen
Feed my appetite to see you grow afar
I’d spin my web around the leaf that spun you down
Take all I can see, feed it to the need that grows endlessly
When all is fallen around, break me to see, the better sides of me
Clothe my vehement, to not feel at all
Feed your will at site, to see me go
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