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Cuffs turned upward, I can see a piece of the heart.

A soul painted in pixels. 

Stuck for freedom. The last living


Stuck in the weekend, 

we’ve been dancing so long. Got carried away. Spinning

with arms locked tight, greedy fingers. 

It’s almost taken me. 


Just roll up your sleeve.