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A primal circle of uncertainty, taunting, scanning, I can’t breathe, can’t be real—side effects demanding. Not caring, as I tell myself I don’t care, reaching out, reaching in, gasping for air. Wondering what dreams linger behind your eyes, where shadows dance, where secrets arise. I’m stuck, unable to move, caught in your spell— but I don’t mind, as long as we dwell. Grasping for something, a hand to hold, crabs and ghouls in the stories you’ve told. You say you want a change, a move to make— but the distance is small, for both our sakes. Say you want to be here, say it’s not pretend, I just want to be your one, your beginning and end. Caught in this circle where uncertainty spins, I reach for you, my love, where it all begins.
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