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The first first is in my head

Felt like a filter of lead

Grasping for the air of my fist

Gasping for the life of my grip

For it’s just us in this lust

It’s just us we need to trust

Shamed in the fault of the earth

All I need to do is disperse

I wish to grip your face with gentle touch

All I can give you, isn’t much

For it’s just us

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The First First Is In My Head

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