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Samantha wrote these words - this is a very old song.
lyrics
All of this time flows out of mind
Into the bind
Past phantom spheres set in
Calculated clutter
It stays out of grasp unless you stop reaching
And find you are breaching the very line you drew around your head
To which you keep halting you need to stop faulting
Space for confinement
Don't trust the bondage you feel
Eclipse the line . . .
And find you are breaching the very line you drew around your head
To which you keep halting you need to stop faulting
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