Back and forth through countless windows
Slip and slide by mindless shadows
White lines snuffed with broken arrows
Side-stepped a landmine of sorrows
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Flakes of chillin' snow be my warmth
Weeds be a staple on my farm
Bless me with a shot in the arm
Time for some delicious sweet harm
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