thoughts run low
From tip of tongue
to baby toe
I want to feel as You know I know
from tip of nose
to back of knee
I want to feel what You need of me
lay down those thoughts
drop each of those worries
fall further down to the floor feels hurried
from brow to lips
from neck to naple
Im here again lets
feel less stable
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