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"Contours of the Soul"
I must not try to fit a triangle's frame,
Cause I know the rectangle is my name.
It isn't clear what people want to see,
The version of us that we never can be.
We bend, we shift, we try to...
Cause I know the rectangle is my name.
It isn't clear what people want to see,
The version of us that we never can be.
We bend, we shift, we try to...
