falling asleep – waking up

(w)holes abound
traversing on the edges
of SCRUTINY

like an engine goin’ round
chigga-boom chigga-boom
ya got me rollin’
goin’ round
chigga-boom chigga-boom
like a wheel goin’ round
chigga-boom
ya got me rollin’

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