No future there is no past, no slow there is no fast, no grace with which to admire, no face there is no desire, no symmetry or peace, no sirens or police, no cameras and no phones, no photographs and no tones. I get that feeling, when we’re apart, I get the teaching that I can’t be without you, without you babe.
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