Two plus one
Missing ink
In pointed pen
The shattered glass
Tattooed blood lens
Oh we wake up with dreams
We do
Silence is killing
Bones are chilling
Detroit mind
Leaking on traveled floor
Where dogs would miss
Not once before
I lower myself
Upon the knee
And find the pearls
For there are
Three
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