Brand new
Brush up on fresh language,
try not to focus on my body
sunno drift off with the past,
to go slowly you are obliged.
Demolish what is built,
be careful not to touch my shit,
come up and test my speech
you will see not all is real.
Shall we talk at once?
I know sometimes it is hard.
You are invited to lose track
of that dimension bringing you down.
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