Two Hearts In Hands of Potential
my heart is in your hands
hungering for resuscitation from you
i beg for you to put down the hammer
and remember the beauty of the work that got us here
i realize that things change and the vacations that we go on because of them
however we cannot lose track of the steadiness because of the roaring rapids
if we utilize our long abandonned cooperation techniques, we can then extinguish the merciless inferno
your heart is in my hands
hungering for resuscitation from me
you beg for me to put down the mallet
and remember the beauty of the carefully planned construction that got us here
you understand that people change and philosophies constantly switch directions
however we cannot lose hope because of relentless winding roads
if we utilize our long forgotten compromising skills, we can then eliminate the remorseless blizzard
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