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I lay back down on 
spinning earth, the grass 
pricks at my face, heart 
pumping stars. I look above, 
into the eyes of lyfe, reading 
between lines of darkness. 
If I half close my eyes, I'm 
sure I can see the future, 
and it's awesome. 



 I lay back down on spinning earth, the grass pricks at my face, heart pumping stars. I look above, into the eyes of lyfe, reading between lines of darkness. If I half close my eyes, I'm sure I can see the future, and it's awesome. 
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