Pour cement in the
hourglass
I really need you to
stay
Tether the moon to the
lighthouse
Build walls to stop the
wind
Not even the slightest
whisper
Tell your cells to settle
down, As if
one of the Greats had
painted us
to the sounds of Bach's
AIR.
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