Turnstile
Every Day Life
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Have we allowed with permission, torn apart left us wishing.
For an ounce or a shred of dignity, I see this turnstile is for me.
It allows me to rebuild again, manifest love from this pen.
The urgency of which I speak, is for them that comes to seek.
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My prayer, my plea, this turnstile spins for me.
My prayer, my plea, this turnstile spins for me.
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Hope lost in this abyss, too often the forgotten risk.
Hands lent in this passage, a whole of pity won't let us manage.
Hurtfulness and deep sorrow, forgotten thoughts of tomorrow
Sadness in your remembrance, what next the hesitance?
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Now, right now, my plea, this turnstile spins for me.
Right now, my plea, this turnstile spins for me.
SPIN!!!
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