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Still on the stones in the stone of glass. City breathing, time to pass. Still for a storm without a sound. Still the moment In the ground. No need to fight it, no need to speak. No need to say what's soft and weak. Time to ask, The time to show. Let the wave begin to go. Open skies, still blue. Distant cars of blue. Every single something's blue. Still belongs and still beneath. The sun is blue. Some toes float, now ready to speak. Some things fade inside the weak. No more fear, No more design. This moment is the kind to find. Open skies, still blue. But still enough for two. Every single something's blue. Still belongs and still beneath. Let it drift on by. Let it go between. Other days go by. Something stays and something seems. No need to hide, no need to run. Something's fine and something's done. Stones are calling, deep in stone. And find the dark is on my zone. Float it first inside the dream. No one knows it, what this means. Time drift through the world-