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I
pull
the
sweater
my
mother
knit
me
Over
my
dizzy
head
And
close
my
eyes
the
second
Light
is
blocked
by
wool
and
thread
Breathing
is
an
ordeal
At
times
too
hard
to
do
But
when
I
lace
my
boots
I'm
ready
to
pursue
Days
that
are
like
ice
cubes
Thawing
in
a
glass
Cool
in
the
morning
But
nothing
cool
can
last
I
can
use
a
mirror
To
align
the
stylus
straight
Attempt
to
ride
the
groove
In
search
of
perfect
weight
But
there's
no
way
of
knowing
The
outcome
of
my
plans
My
vantage
point
is
shady
I
can't
complete
a
decent
scan
Days
are
like
ice
cubes
Thawing
in
a
glass
Cool
in
the
morning
But
nothing
cool
can
last
Not
now,
not
now,
not
now
Odds
are
never
equal
Cards
are
bought
not
dealt
It's
the
heat
of
the
water
That
determines
when
you
melt
I
am
not
a
quitter
Quitters
never
win
I
don't
believe
in
paradise
That's
not
the
way
I
spin
Days
are
like
ice
cubes
Thawing
in
a
glass
Cool
in
the
morning
But
nothing
cool
can
last
Not
now
Days
are
like
ice
cubes
Thawing
in
a
glass
Cool
in
the
morning
But
nothing
cool
can
last
Not
now
Now
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