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i went out looking to be broken
but my limbs remained fixed
on the way from the heart
to the crumbling outer crust
finding all cruel comfort
in stone streets of darkness
and i went out looking to be broken
unfixed on past passions
on the way to the heart
from the routine of alone
finding all new joy
in the light of together
i left the city
looking to be broken
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