We’ve been to see all of these things
And I just must not do it anymore
I know I roared on into your seemingly sumptuous world
And turned it the wrong way round
But I pounded hard for one sole reason only – to break you apart before placing you back together entirely
Far more careful and able and all of your own accord, of course – yours a pretty fixture almost but not quite unfathomable, problematic flow
Not a word, for no-one need ever know
We were meant to be this rather clandestine element of outright perfection
Use that incredible imagination…
So as to project all of it on outwards
You will get to know what I finally mean soon as these beautiful children begin to smile again

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