Sometimes
I do not have a name
sometimes
do you have a name
do we both live beyond the box?
I feel broken down
do you ever feel that way too?
sometimes I think
everyone feels that way too.
Everything is on the bright colored paper
with the shapes cut out to look like me and you
everything is on the bright colored paper
the light punches right through it
Can we race to the sky alone
or do we all go together?
its a fabulous thing
to escape the trap
ascend back into hope
Everything is on the bright colored paper
with the shapes cut out to look like me and you
everything is on the bright colored paper
the light punches right through it

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