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the sign say dont tttap the glass but i read it in refverse ive been sitting here day by day extracting my own worth i put it in a locker box and call it all for her but i dont know when im getting out of this square foot i got off on the wrong doubled it to make it write but the clocks wont spin my head unless i wind it tight and i get so tight i cant pull the safety without blowing my own bed into feathers call it down when im just down for the count again and why is it that only once im away from peering ears do i type of things that i thought i couldnt say for years i been trying to spin something that i could call i silk still i sink down in my own sees crying over galllons spilling silt