The life of body language

Parts of you travel through the air
We think we have no magic
There are tides outside of water
It hurts to be alive

The world is made of strings and we pull them
You move me with your spaces
It’s rolling in thunder
We can’t feel ourselves from the outside

You think you know who you are until
People make you different
Once I was a mirror neuron
Who I am isn’t big enough

Light moves things
The sun speeds up our molecules
Pits of fire scattered around on a cold night
As our past trauma still lives

Yes I know your insides

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