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GITS: restless

Bones heavy filled with dust
Those long hikes every gear it rusts
Rattling warrior wind brushes hairs still
Long the journey was books to fill
‚Til then so many kept watch in deserts
Chilling and deafened battles like Anderlins metal bodies
Iron hanging muscles see in sense only
‚Til end the long days lay dying in the desert
Two warriors miss the eyes of others but at least they’ll sing together
Eyes straining under the sun they stare in wonder
Like an ocean waves breaking on land long listened to that song
Till some small girl spoke her name whispered over the waves
And as a wave climbed over her imaginary friend changed
Two good men and now you’ll be part of something


Thick = me
Thin = Machine

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