give
be given
don't give up
don't give in
to chambers neat square
hologram vision
freezing questions beckon
love
feel loved
much taken exhausts
never given kills
see it coming in
through a broken sky window
slipping on glass hills and gliding
write them true onto the steam
my sister brother soul
lover beloved heart stream
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