pretend that you live near a stream
and the water of that stream makes strangers fall asleep
and when they sleep, they are vulnerable

pretend that your blood is wanted and you’re running
you always wanted to be on the run, 
because fear frees flightless birds

pretend you are young
pretend you have romance on your side
we could go sledding if you weren’t cold,
we could go skating if you weren’t cold,
we could do anything but you’re fading 

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