back into the soulless soul
back into the abyss of the realm
i will test my heat in baloons
they will float astray

i promised myself not go there again
i promised myself so many things
i keep distance of what desires me
i keep distance because of the will

this is how the bread continue to hold
this is how the breath is going to blow

if everything will coexist with fare
i promess myself being born
i promise myself being born
changing all the owls...

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