Rebuilt

And occasionally, 

You’ll find those moments,

When you want to escape your mind,

You’ll never know why,

Or how,

But you’ll run outside in the middle of the night,

And see the stars,

Eyes alight,

Mind a float,

I am all that is a wild,

All that is broken and rebuilt

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