is-3 - Institute

I came back from somewhere else
I came back and shook all my pedals off
I delivered up my dress
And I gathered all my things and put them in a room
There are some who make amends
But there are always people who won't look at you
I remember one or two
(How could I not jump in)
I took the samples for myself
I went and showed them to my friends down at the institute
I will work the numbers out
I will send back all the things she sent to me
Colors in my tapestry
Can I really get away alone

Written by:
Huxley Kuhlmann

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