How does she feel
After the numbness wears away?
How does she smile
When the cause does not exist?
How does she, How does she?
How does he run
When his feet can’t find the path?
How does he crumble
When he can’t break into pieces?
How does he, how does he?
How do they cry
When they know nothing of expression?
How do they join
When they know nothing but disunity?
How do they, how do they?
She runs hard after one she knows
The only one who has always been there
That’s how she does, how she does anything
That’s he does, that’s how he does anything
It’s how they ever become, ever become anything.
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