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From Poetry $1 · Track 1

It’s one degree warmer in the room.
One quarter step out of tune.
One second off of a winning time.
One dream left to wither and die.

One glance and your eyes lock on mine.
One fleeting moment can define.
One conviction, one single voice.
At one time we’ve all thrown our choice away away away.

There's no one I could ever belong to, no one that I hold dear.
There's no one I allow so near.
There's just one state I pray I will attain.
Just once, please take this pain away away away.

I want to be conscious of every change –
Of every distinct point in the range.
I want to experience its loving gift.
Let it dissolve the rift away away away.

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