I keep repeating the first verse

I keep repeating the first verse
I don’t have enough air, I don’t have enough bread, I wish I could tear the ice off my shoulders like a shirt, I could take the radiant sky into my throat, I could lie down between two oceans, I could lie down at your feet on the road like a star grain of sand into star sand, So that above you the winged gods would fly from a flower. ...
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