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I count my days 'til she finds me here,
Only keeping together to roll out of my skin.
She shines through the coulters and washes me over to witness my only sin.
Praised to her presence, I choke on the words
whispered like a poison kills.
Held down by the weight of my yesterdays.
Only moved through impressions of past lives and still faith.
She shines through the coulters and washes me over to witness my song unchanged.
Averse to her presence, I choke out the words echoed by her wearing will.
She shines through.