lacking all doubt choices unmade we scream
into the noon the sum of all our fears
not caring much about the weight of dream
on every several head until the beam
of milky light reveals the open tears
lacking all doubt choices unmade we scream
not only terrified but eyes agleam
with anger so this long hard tale of years
not caring much about the weight of dream
has caught each up in both the milk and cream
and blended in the message of our cares
lacking all doubt choices unmade we scream
all of our secrets in one clouded stream
while all around we feel the touch of stares
not caring much about the weight of dream
in middle day when the truth reigns supreme
denying mercy in the moveless airs
lacking all doubt choices unmade we scream
not caring much about the weight of dream
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