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And maybe this time I should
And maybe this time it would
And maybe I’ll forget what history persuades it wants of me
You taste of mangoes in the darkness
Spinning time in chaos
The flooding hours like a minute’s essence
So pure and sweet
My voice is dark and broken
So much I leave
There must be a right time to give in
In losing, how might I win how might I win
