Wing clipped wanderer lost again
Floundering at the feet of middlemen
Time twisting veteran of the night
Hoarding memory scars from the fight
Surely you've surrendered to a trance
Hypnotised beyond the realms of chance
Meet me between the now and the here
Meet me where the blood runs clear
Let me put roots down in your heart
Bloom violet when you come apart
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