The Dazzled
de Crystal Stilts
I Sit in the window watching my days from a
safe distance
Clock towers toll and I am frozen every instant
Backward I brood and forward I dream for
figments of existence
It can't be saved, It's already lost, it thrives
on my resistence
We are bound and marching to an ever
static distance
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