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Flowers

from y by Nada Mas

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These days are numbered. My brains will feed the flowers and my heart and my soul were never real after all.
If my breath is still awake when my bones begin to break, if my desire is to perform, then lay me down where the grass is warm for all this life that I can hold inside my chest to start to unfold.
Every morn' I awake that sun I mistake for a sign that I'm something of something.

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from y, released April 13, 2015

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Nada Mas was Zachary Goldstein
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