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Oct. 11th, 2006 04:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
proximoceptionObviously all of us have the wrong parents.
Still, I'm a terrible son.
Hold it all still and just barely you grasp it.
Try to step in and it runs.
One I know swears she was hired for something.
Checks come but never instructions.
Some have proved you can blow yourself up to world size.
Surely ours are more delicate functions.
Yet, please listen (please): we've a debt to these what-we-cans,
Yes. But a side-eye allegiance,
A tribute of thoughts half-thought, 's owed to the lakebottom
Keys to our accident regions.
Still, I'm a terrible son.
Hold it all still and just barely you grasp it.
Try to step in and it runs.
One I know swears she was hired for something.
Checks come but never instructions.
Some have proved you can blow yourself up to world size.
Surely ours are more delicate functions.
Yet, please listen (please): we've a debt to these what-we-cans,
Yes. But a side-eye allegiance,
A tribute of thoughts half-thought, 's owed to the lakebottom
Keys to our accident regions.
