This could be the start of something
really small and really dumb
this could be the part where I
decide there's plenty more where that came from
I see it all inside
it makes me want to run and hide
I won't reveal specifics
I like my small dumb things obscure
It's like my nature baby
always reaching never sure
that my hand will close on rope
and if it fails won't I look the dope
don't succumb to paranoia
hypochondria
I will get by on ancient texts
of wandering love
the thing started pretty long ago
and it's not so small or stupid but oh so slow
what
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