THURSDAY

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2 But I have calmed and quieted myself,

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Time is a claw in which I am squeezed

Each day hooked on a hundred demands

Each second hard wired to the current crisis

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And in all the noise of it all

You are silent

Because you were not in the thunder

You were not in the lightning

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You were not in my efficiency

You were not found in my effectiveness

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You were waiting

In the stillness

For an end of the me

So the we could begin