Patrice Dixon Biography

Our eyes peep open and flutter with uncertainty
The blurry illusion of hope and prosperity

Boundless affection exudes from those around
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There's a string, a rope, a piece of lace
That calls the shots and reacts to the situations you face

That string is like a spear, a sword, a dart
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We took off so well
Floating above the clouds
No one else in sight
Just me and you around
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I push I pull I and try to find
The answers that will free and ease my mind

I know what I know and think what I think
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Drip..
Drop...

My heart stopped. Beating.
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