A tainted air
An empty chapel
A silent prayer
A rotten apple
A woman's breast
An empty promise
A wooden chest
The smell of sawdust
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And an urge to get away from here as fast I can go
An urge to leave this little sphere I can't consider home
An urge to pick the orchard clean to feed me on the lam
An urge to put some space between myself and where I am
A rocky start
A block of granite
Revolting art
Revolving planets
A head of steam
A kettle's holler
Erotic dreams
Eleven dollars
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