19 - Harm

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Back and forth through countless windows

Slip and slide by mindless shadows

White lines snuffed with broken arrows

Side-stepped a landmine of sorrows

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Flakes of chillin' snow be my warmth

Weeds be a staple on my farm

Bless me with a shot in the arm

Time for some delicious sweet harm

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