While I was walking barefoot over the thorny horizon
I was crippled for clarity in the ensuing mist
I was about to fall and unable to resist
You took me into your arms mindfully and softly
You made me cross the charms, which were so illusory
You're the air I'm breathing
You're the apparel I'm wearing
Life is coming in ephemeral episodes
Leaving me thirsty every time it implodes
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