because i don't know better i destroy
the sweater that was sweeter in the morning
dawning brighter but the clouds come again
out of nowhere and by special invitation
there is something of a magnet in the clear
as if blue skies can't be open for too long
and if no storm comes i make one of my own
rubbing together rocks and words
sticks and stumbles sparking darkness
apologies on some other breeze
already drifting near
the sweater that was sweeter in the morning
dawning brighter but the clouds come again
out of nowhere and by special invitation
there is something of a magnet in the clear
as if blue skies can't be open for too long
and if no storm comes i make one of my own
rubbing together rocks and words
sticks and stumbles sparking darkness
apologies on some other breeze
already drifting near
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