Nothings
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The beam out of my eye
Satellites round your lips
Blood keeps us
From going down

Carpet bombing nothings
And TV on your skin
The mind leaves open
The heart fills in

Lie about me
And smuggle me in
Stop for a minute
Geography in linen
Dreams of marble
A way out

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